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Countach posters were what united us all even when girls were horrid and gave you fleas, the mighty Lamborghini ruled. I think they must have...
You're always the one in pink fluffy handcuffs...
It's sounds more gay than sad...
She'll be up at stupid o clock, Martin so whatever. Just try to be quiet until the old man wakes up, okay.
No. No it's not...
Jeanette is buying in some Bacon and rolls just in case you fancy breakfast chez Ken on Sunday, lads.
You should be okay mate, straight up the M5 again to Parkway services then its a spit away from the junction.
I saw that on google earth just now.
Not really mate. I did a 1300 print run this morning stood next to a printer dumping the exhaust from two 2 kw dryers into the room with me so...
Have a good one Dave. Give my love to Karen. Don't forget to abuse your body terribly while you're abroad. You owe it to yourself. Don't feel...
We like to think of it as God's waiting room, Mr Owen.
The birds have all stopped signing. There's just the sound of cicadas frying in the heat of the glorious Devonshire afternoon. Dogs have...
He has to, at least, bring the ring so he can throw it into the pit of doom and release Basingstoke from the curse of Sauron.
Does that make Ash a ninja, with her 99 Mr Whippy with Hundreds & Thousands nunchuks? [IMG]
On top of which, it's a much prettier route...
That's so sweet...
Shut the 'no longer socially accepted expletive' up. David! I told you not to tell anyone that!
Nothing compares with a balance of the four food groups. Sugar, salt, lard and beer. Some say they don't do any good, but I shovel them in my gob...
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Martin, I walked to the edge of the village last night and hung some bunting across the end of the M5 to welcome you in. [ATTACH]
