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Andy McNab - Last light. Canny so far like.

You'll want to see a doctor about your slow heart rate. Oh wait...

Not fussy, obviously, but given the choice I'd take Cheryl in a heatbeat! It would be the best 4.8 seconds of my life.

Hope your Birthday is wank, bonny lad.

That, and 'flights to young boys' or 'how to get to young boys' or even 'tickets for young boys.'

Got to be a good arse, I reckon. Although as soon as I spot one, I am thinking 'I hope when she turns round there's a good set on her too.' Fuck it, I'm greedy.

Not as into my photography as some of you lot like, but nevertheless, here's a few I took in Oz a while ago:- Took this one by accident when I nearly dropped my camera, but I quite like it.

Has anyone seen that god awful 'Dulco-Ease' advert with the ginger bint on it? She basically turns up for coffee with her mates and tells them she had a proper solid shite?

Are you talking about the retro looking one that they stopped selling?

Top class lurking and the occasional shite post. There are no plans to alter this policy in the immediate future.

Geed up!

That being the case, I wonder where Meenz got all his iron from?

Classic hypocrisy (no offence meant) - confirmation is supposed to be a choice to confirm what you couldn't at baptism and make a promise for life - one of my arguments is that I was confirmed when I was eight and was given no choice whatsoever. At the very least confirmation should only be allowed at 16+ None taken, I agree! My Mam worded it diffrently to that mind, she said if I did it I'd be 'free to make up my own mind afterwards.' I think I was confirmed when I was about 14. I did 'have a choice' so to speak, but we had had to go to these sessions on a Thursday night after school to be told what it was all about and supposedly help us decide for ourselves. When they finally asked the question I was the only one who said I wasn't really sure I wanted to do it. They said I should go home and talk about it. Unfortunately, the snivelling wanker who ran the group beat me back to my house and was already there helping himself to the biscuits, and he'd already grassed me up. I went ahead with it becasue I felt like I'd let me Mam down really. I knew what the other Mothers were like (bastards) so I thought I may aswell just do it to keep things sweet. I did tell the bloke what I thought of him afterwards at the buffet though, as his smug grin sent me over the edge. He nearly choked on his sausage roll. I should also point out that my Mam isn't the God botherer I've probably made her sound here. She always put (and continues to put) me and my Sister first. Also, she was fucking livid when she realised that the blokes visit for a chat was to grass me up in case I didn't tell her what the craic was. She apprehended him on her next visit to Church. Nee idea what was said but I wish I could have been a fly on the waal.

I was brought up to be (or brought up as a, not sure which one fits best) Catholic. Went to Catholic Schools and my Mam took me to Church when I was younger. I didn't like it, a lot of people from my School went to the same Church so I had mates to sit with and that, but it never really sat right with me. I never said that like, mainly due to an irrational fear of being 'cured' or some shit. Then we made a deal. If I got confirmed, which was family tradition, I never had to go back again. So I got confirmed and haven't been since!

Also nicked from the SMB, this one is class. Here's the thread:- http://www.readytogo.net/smb/showthread.php?t=510458

Nicked from the SMB like, but..

I love planes and flying and that, but the fuck would you catch me at an airshow like!

That thread is home to the first Vuvuzela smiley I've seen.

Toy Story 3 last night, in 3D. Really enjoyed it. As said aboive if you enjoyed the first two, then there's no reason you wouldn't enjoy this one. Inception is next on the list for me.

The White Horse rarara Actually, no, not last time. Can't remember the name of it but another one accross the other side. The tables in the White Horse were all reserved for something. Not really my type of bar anyway like. Duke of Cumberland? That's the one, aye.

The White Horse rarara Actually, no, not last time. Can't remember the name of it but another one accross the other side. The tables in the White Horse were all reserved for something. Not really my type of bar anyway like.

Love Fulham away, me. Spent the past few times supping at Parsons Green beforehand. Midweeker this year though, innit?

Mumford out of that list. I liked Intro by The XX but I haven't actually bothered my arse to listen to the rest of thier stuff.