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Trimsies aye, but bollocks to going completely bare (excuse the pun) Having said that, even trimming is itchy.

I'd mount them all, except Jim White and any of the other blokes!

Sturn Rurses.

There was a cash machine in Whitley Bay today spewing out double what you asked it for at nee extra charge. Of course, this spread like wildfire, and it's now completely empty.

I've just left his hoose so he can gan ter kip, so I'll tell ye instead, lad! His is edited a bit in Paint/Photoshop, but you build the original body etc. Here You cannit save your dude, so take a screen and paste it into paint.

3rd one is mint.

Are you implying your 'dude' is a dramatically different colour to your body?

I'll get lamped one day. It infuriates me so much, I usually make a scene out of it. I used to stick to a sarky 'Aye, nee bother' and a glare. Lately though it's got to me so much it's been 'Aye, I'll just shut it on your fucking dish next time shall I? You ignorant twat!' It probably makes me look really bad, but that sort of thing realy does make me mental. EDIT: Bridget, your post has just reminded me of something that happened at the airport the other day. This old bloke was struggling to get his case off the luggae belt, so I gave him a hand. After I'd took his bag off, he looked at me, pointed at a suitcase edging away along the belt, and said 'You should have gone for that one.' Like I was supposed to know which fucking bags belonged to him!

You're as bad as Jimbo... 149550[/snapback] Nah, Jimbo strikes me as the type of bloke who'd just say 'I'm off with the flu. I think I'll chuck a couple out.'

Came back from Majorca on Tuesday having been there for a week. Flew Easyjet, delayed for an hour on the way, and an hour and a half on the way back. Outbound, we were just about to take off, and the Pilot decided we couldn't because he needed to know weather it was safe to fly without the aircon!? Taxied back to the stands and waited for some bloke to fix it. Inbound, not really thier fault like. Thunderstorms over London were causing chaos. Watched the departure screen as every flight to England was slowly delayed the further North you were going. Heathrow and Gatwick, then Luton, Birmingham, East Midlands, Liverpool and Manc, then us.

Aye? Who told you that like, mate? The bin?

Water. Get out of it, I'd collapse! Spaghetti bolognese.

where? 139903[/snapback] here http://www.archive.org/ surprisingly 139918[/snapback] Class that, pages from the old 'linuxdriven' board.

Daddy Warbucks.

He's unemployed, Pakistani and gay. It doesn't bother me, but from a BNP point of view, he's just the type of person they don't want in the country.

They'll probably use that bloke on Big Brother for thier latest evidence!

Are they handing you coupons as they enter the theatre like? 'STOP! You'll have to use the scissors and the wooden spoon on this one, Doc. Her coupon expired yesterday.' 138641[/snapback] I think the special offer was that if they had their caesarians last night then they got the best anaesthetic nurse the north-east has to offer 138648[/snapback] Aye, well you do usually leave me feeling pretty numb like. KIDDING XXXX

I half expected someone to do that to be honest.

Aye bud, they were mint with my Auntie and us lot when my uncle died. When we went to scatter his ashes, the Leazes end was all dug up for some under-pitch work. We wanted them put there becuase he was always a Leazes lad, but obviously this wasnt an option. So, after we'd scattered them at the Gallowgate, they paid for our lunch and gave us an absolutely quality tour. Showed us the offices and all sorts. Apparently that was just to make up for the Leazes being messy at the time. Brilliant gesture I thought, especially when they could have just said 'walk in, scatter, leave.'

Are they handing you coupons as they enter the theatre like? 'STOP! You'll have to use the scissors and the wooden spoon on this one, Doc. Her coupon expired yesterday.'

We lay upon the grassy bank, My hands were all a-quivver, I slowly undid your suspender belt, And your leg fell in the river. Mr P. McCartney - Ode to Heather

What little cred you had vanished into the ether when you admitted you'd do Jade Goody. 138469[/snapback] He fucking what!?

Apparently I was dribbling at the Welsh one last night. I didn't notice like.

Shove it up yer hoop! What? It's national day against homophobics day..

Change jobs, you're wasted at the minute.