MrBass

Murder One - the first series anyway - is top quality. I remember watching that when it was shown on telly and loved it. If you've read Death by Hollywood (Steven Bochco) and like that then you're bound to enjoy this. So, at the risk of being ridiculed for the rest of my life, here's my TV show recommendations: - Smallville - One Tree Hill - The 4400 - Tru Calling - Charmed (the earlier series'ss's's) - Nip / Tuck - Jake 2.0 - Threshold - Point Pleasant As for comedies: - Two and a Half Men - My Name Is Earl - Two Guys | and a Girl (or Two Guys, a Girl and a Pizza Place) [gratuitous plug]Or you could take a look here.[/gratuitous plug]

"What's danger doing out there? What's he looking at?" "Looks like a bottle of water." "He pay his dues?" "Dues? Boy can't afford pants, you want him to pay dues?"

Perhaps the handsets not the problem. Did they replace the charger too? Did you make sure the plug socket was switched on?

Arc at Danny Ocean here!

What sort of prison are we to be locked up in if it all goes Pete Tong? Some of them these days are more like holiday camps aren't they? Also, do I still get the £5m when I get out?

About time someone posted that one.

"I'm Bruce Nolan for Eyewitness news. Back to you fuckers."

"Look, I'm not here to twist your niblets"

What's that off again? 172605[/snapback] Fool 172608[/snapback] 172609[/snapback] By Christopher Walken if I'm not mistaken. 172612[/snapback] You are indeeed mistaken, it's Dennis Hopper. 172614[/snapback] Ah yes To Christopher Walken if I'm not mistaken

What's that off again? 172605[/snapback] Fool 172608[/snapback] 172609[/snapback] By Christopher Walken if I'm not mistaken.

Long story short, from now on you work for Frankie and Lenny, Capiche? - Lenny? Frankie, I understand. But Lenny? You can't be serious. I'm dead serious. It takes more than muscle to run things. Now Lenny, he's got the brains. That's somethin' special. - He's special all right. What's that suppossed to mean? - Nothing. I'm just sayin'... I bring you in here, look you in the eye, tell you what's what, and what? - What? What "what"? - You said "what" first. I didn't say what, I asked you what. - You said "And then, what?" I said "What?" No, I said "what what", like what what? - You said "what" first.

"What the fuck is the internet?" "Snootchie Bootchies" "You like apples?", "Well I got her number, how do you them apples?!" "No Tommy, it's tip top. I'm just not that sure about the colour"

"Now take your pig stick and your boyfriend, and go find a bus to catch" "I'm still kicking, I must be on broadway" "1970 Pontiac Firebird. The car I've always wanted and now I have it. I rule!"

Kevin Smith? Who's he then?

I've got the original Spider-Man poster - the one where you can see the Twin Towers in his eye - reckon that must be worth a few bob. Also got: Signed Clerks Signed Mallrats Signed Dogma Signed Chasing Amy Signed Jay & Silent Bob Strikes Back Scream 3 - the one with just the 3 on it I Know What You Did Last Summer - Jennifer Love Hewitt I Still Know What You Did Last Summer - Jennifer Love Hewitt The Crow and a few others that I can't think of right now! Whilst we're talking movies, also got replica models of Bonds BMW Z8 and Aston Martin DB5 and Vanquish. Um... Superman press pack, Titanic Jewel of the Ocean replica picture, all the View Askew inaction figures that are available at the mo... I'll stop now before I accidently mention something that may be embarrasing

The lack of a HDMI port being one of those missing features.

Nope, I'm sticking with her in my avatar

That one you mean ...geez that was a stretch I prefer this one myself.

Never going to happen imo. He'll poo his pants after a few defenders kick a few lumps out of him. RIPLEYSBETTERBELIEVEITBAY_BEE!

A 'Posh Cheddar' baguette from Prét and a Prét Bar... deeee_lish!

BF is really good while Perfect Dark is a steaming pile of shit. You playing online then Dotbum? Send us a friend request, you too SM. The single player in BF isnt up to much like, but theres nowt like it online. As everything the only problem is t the annoying yanks. As for other games Kameo isnt bad, DOA4 is OK, Fight Night is very good. EDIT: Forgot about Recon. If you want to show off your new HDTV you have to get Ghost Recon. 133991[/snapback] Oooh oooh, can I send you a friend request? I'm a billy no mates on live at the moment!

Oh aye, I forgot about Owen. He's the only thing that'll get my fella to watch a game. 130620[/snapback] Your bloke doesn't like football?! Is he some sort of hom?? 130621[/snapback] He likes footballers, that's got to be worth something? 130623[/snapback] I'd give you one.....I think. 130625[/snapback]

tbh Tiddie Monday When will it fall this year??? Ah, Tit Monday. It's not that far off now, that glorious day when, heading into work on the bus, or walking to the Tube, or sitting on the train, you find yourself suddenly chirpier than you have been in months. You find yourself smiling at strangers again. There is a mild involuntary tumescence in your trousers that comes and goes throughout the morning with the comforting regularity of a heartbeat. And then you get a text around lunchtime from a mate which says: "At last, Tit Monday!" And you instantly understand why you are so happy. For Tit Monday is that special day in the year when, for the first time, the temperature rises above that magical point which causes girls getting dressed in the morning to decide to show a bit of skin. After months of dull colours and chunky knit, the world's birds suddenly dive into last summer's wardrobe (they've not had chance to buy this season's stuff) and chuck it on without a thought. Your urban landscape is suddenly lightened with acres of naked arm and leg and, after many dark months of burrowing, breasts rising to the surface like moles at dusk. Big breasts in white work shirts straining at the buttons. Small breasts braless in vest tops, the nipples frotted by ribby fabrics. Breasts in summer dresses bouncing in the distance so that they catch your eye before you even notice there is someone wearing them. Breasts nudging out from the crowd at traffic islands, quivering to cross the road... And you know it is nearly summer. For previous generations, the arrival of spring was heralded by the sound of the first cuckoo. For us, it is Tit Monday. Not that it always falls on a Monday. Like Easter, Tit Monday is a moveable feast. Last year it fell on a Friday. Friday 29 April, to be precise, when temperatures maxed out at 22.1C after nothing much above 16C all year. It last fell on a Monday in 2004, when temperatures leapt to 22C on 24 April. And then, of course, there is Tit Monday Night. You see, in early summer, temperatures drop off very dramatically when night falls (Tit Friday 2005 dropped away to a parky 11.8C). But the dollies are not prepared. Slightly stunned by the morning heat, they drag out the summer clothes but forget to bring a cardie (a mistake they will not make again until next year), so that when they're all standing outside All Bar One after work celebrating the arrival of spring, their barely covered nipples have no protection from the cold. It's like a bring-and-buy sale where everyone has brought hat pegs. It's like a prog-rock gig where, instead of lighters, everyone is holding up nipples. So when will Tit Monday fall this year? Will you be the first to text your mates with the announcement? Do not shoot your bolt too early. There will be false starts. You will smell fresh cut grass and see a couple of early starters and feel compelled to declare Tit Monday. But your more level-headed friends will tell you to hold your horses, keep your powder dry, don't fire until you see the whites of their bra straps. As the poet said: one bold Northern slapper in a bikini doth not a Summer make.