Monkeys Fist

Accident my arse. (My head is as sore as his this morning btw )

I've only just managed to prise myself off my seat after the jizz explosion following God's 2nd.

Wahey ya fucker! One more and I'm doing it

The farce is strong.

I can't recall ever seeing that much added. Eva. In the world.

Shit in his butter.

Fucks sake 3-1 spuds

Is that a posh tampax?

Spuds 2-1. Bastards.

Enter the Sholinator Game over.

C'mon lads. Don't just beat them now- break the filthy c**ts.

Fucking amazing control there like. Watching this on a laptop in the hotel bar, whilst a spud fan is miserably watching his big screen.

Lurpap Stalk Smellygold The anal dexterity to be able to shite precisely enough to fill a baguette or butter dish without following thru with the rest suggests what we all suspect about Wor Salty.

The fact that the salt now far outweighs the pepper in my chin minge.

CT? Access to caterers? Disaster looms!

Wahey!

Bamp.

Tour dates are below Andrew. Where you living? http://derrenbrown.co.uk/tour-dates/svengali/

And aye Howayman, you can smell the cheese on their chips coming out of the radio. Don't get me started on Gary Bennett. He should've been born mute.

Is that joke past it's sell by date? I know…

I had to throw out a milkshake the other day as I couldn't get moved on my drive for lads.

Fair point. Tubby.