Monkeys Fist

Intolerable

Also, my father’s maternal grandmother came from the same tiny North Welsh village that my mother’s maternal great x3 grandparents lived in. Whilst there’s a generation or two between them, it’s also likely that their families were known to each other.

My brother and I did the ancestry thing a few years ago, which turned up some interesting little points- both of our parent’s grandparents lived within 100yds of each other for a while, and very likely knew each other, years before or parents were even a twinkling in their dads eyes. What makes it more unexpected is that my mother’s grandparents were both Cockneys, from Peckham and Tottenham.

The latest sequel- Indiana Jones and the Quest for the Golden Tadpoles.

I clicked on that fully expecting the full picture to be The Minger. Disappointed.

I’d met your Mam, though…

That’s both excellent and awful.

You’ve Spelt that wrong.

R2D2 delivering a message to the Reform Alliance at Mos Clacton- “ Help us Obi Nige, you’re our only hope!”

Oh, well played Brother!

They’ve got a fucking cheek taking the mick out of anyone for their number of fingers mind.

Ran in to a farmer the other day who was the world’s leading expert in breeding Old Spot Pigs. He was outstanding in his field

Cheers Statto I was referring to the table in this tweet that @Howmanheyman posted in the mackem thread.

I wonder if this win will take them above Bangor City in that Table of Utter Irrelevance posted the other day?

Oh man, the things I’d have done to her in her prime - would’ve wrecked her vocal cords, so lucky for her I was busy. 😉

Doing my crust in, here.

Prove it!

This kind of self-congratulatory shit is just wrong man. No knead for it.

He fucking hates Trump with a passion, too

Doesn’t really roll off the tongue though, does it? Whereas, Northborough…

And Low Gosforth, aka Longbenton Estate

If it had a helipad on the roof you could fly in and out without ever actually setting foot in sunderland, but you’d still have the smell to deal with, and the burning shame whenever you had to give your address.

It’s not mushroom season for a couple of months, for starters.