Monkeys Fist

In 2013-2014 you finished 14th In 2014-2015 you finished 16th In 2015-2016 you finished 17th. That's proper quiet progress. Do you see a pattern?

There's a limit of 6 tickets per person.

3/4?

Not recognising " By the Beard of Zeus!" when it's poorly googled in to Mandarin is highly offensive, in my culture

CT is a slim, intelligent socialist who can cook. Wibble

Aye aye, they've opened the recreation ward.

炒饭咖喱酱 Prease.

My mate's Mam went out with Darth Vader.

HF knew exactly what he was doing when he wrote that ( excellent , well contrsucted) article. Top Wumming HF

I like turtles.

Joey Deacon was more articulate than Merson.

Agreed, hereafter Pardew will be The Dancing Shithouse.

Thoser that need to ask aren't thoser.

Fucking Pardew sneaking in there at 0:12

Someone needs to stick Rafa's head on this

Was at El Torero last Saturday with Mrs.F. The place was rammed with fit Spanish lasses, one in particular had an hourglass figure which I'd already registered in the WB account. The lass got up to speak to friends at another table, and Mrs.F leant over and said " Look at that lass arse, can you believe she's wearing that dress with an arse like that?" Bingo! Me-" Who do you mean?" (eyes firmly fixed on Spanish Marilyn's rump) Mrs-" Her in the yellow, it's see through, you can see her dinner!" Me-"Where?" Mrs. "There, in the yellow dress" Me " Oh her. What's wrong, like?" Mrs. " Look at her arse man!" Me - ( I cannot believe I'm being ordered to stare at this fantastic Spanish arse, but duty is duty ) " Well, OK .... Is it the dress colour you don't like?" Anyway, this went on for a good five minutes until I started laughing and gave the game away. Cracking food, Pork in blue cheese and Spanish blood sausage were standouts. And yes, it's the same people as El Coto.

Beans and kebab meat everywhere.

Be honest, would you pay the Hippo?

I know. Oysters are rank, aren't they?

Has everyone had their tea? Yes? Good. What's the worst part about sucking out the 12 oysters you shoved up your Granny's minge?

Was he the one that ran himself over with his own car after dropping a baked potato? ( Brian Harvey, not Terry Fuckwitt here)