Monkeys Fist

Mixed. Having just sat in a small, dark room with 40 screaming kids (no, I'm not Rolf), my head is battered. However, it was a small independent cinema in Whitley Bay, you can take your drinks into the screen room, and I've booked me and Mrs. Fist seats to see Grand Budapest Hotel on my birthday, so, every cloud and that Jam Jar Cinema btw, just along from Sambucas. Canny little spot.

Are you this bloke?

Get them miserable.

Focken loon

What in the flying fuck did you expect?

It's the green and yellow wire

Fridge clear out- chicken forestierish. Lursh.

I wouldn't be buying a soft top either, what with your driving record. Walls beat canvas.

Bomb them, you Bogtrotting shithouse etc etc

They'll have his eyes out on the excess luggage on the return flight

I was waiting for the translation, cheers.

all he wanted to do was talk about his beloved club . mean thats what forums are for. Because he put up to many shit blog pieces he got verbally abused he got called a cunt. and everything. He doesn't need this. he dont deserve it. So thanks for having him. enjoyed his time here. See yer all around

You're pregnant mate. Congratulations. Do you know who the mother is? ( oh, hope everything's ok too mate )

Do you prefer a bit of One Direction? You barmpot

Loaf clips on the spokes, too. For the nippers, these are bread bag clips.

He still necked it.

I've got some lolly sticks for that authentic "fake moped" sound. You're welcome to them.

Bring back Jonas. He's a whizz with the Yerba mate tea

I voted for Taylor, poor love was struggling

Good for you Chubby! Anyway, did anyone ever watch 'The meaning of Life'? For some reason it comes to mind.

Careful with those car doors