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Do you know what....It used to do it for me. Click like and zap to the top of the page on the iPad. Now it doesn't. I presume it'd been fixed....
Aww Dave, mate. Coitus interruptus.
No. Actually he just tagged me in Facebook. I didn't want to say as it would have ballsed up the whole epic mystique I'd just woven around him. Twat.
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Beat me to it. I've got those two bookmarked too. Really handy.
On your own head be it. You see, before you became a part of this rag tag army of illiterati there was a strange shadowy figure who roamed the...
This is what you do. You take your son's pocket money (that'll teach him) and you buy a new laptop. You donate this laptop to a member called...
You're too tall Alex, you're like a lightening rod for crap. Glitch ( The biker god) looks across a crowd of people, sees your barnet poking...
Bloody brilliant. They look like traffic lights! No! Wait! The green one looks like the Masterchief!
Over the winter I forget how cool that bike looks. Great write up Barry. I'm looking forward to hearing how the fine tuning goes.
There's an old joke down here that a police car pulls up beside a girl eating chips leant against a lamp post in Union Street in Plymouth with her...
Wow! I bet that makes it a lot easier for the girls to find their shoes after a lampost knee trembler too!
Good news Kids!!! They're back! [ATTACH] (I thought it best not to piss about with Hamilton (Don't want to thought of as...you know)).
Let's not lose sight of what was, without doubt, the most hilarious podium ceremony ever. Vettel squirming like a worm on a hot rock praying for...
No matter how hard they try, a young couple finds they can’t have babies. After confessing to the town priest, he suggests to them to pray and to...
Terrible things like that can happen very easily mate. You should be aware and take precautions. I'm just saying is all. I don't really know you...
I've seen that before in Switzerland. They've got a term for it.
Hi Saul and welcome to the site. Really like the scheme on your bike. You were doing well 'til I scrolled down to the flip flops. Careful mate...
Isnt it just JG. I weep for the years of callow youth I wasted on skinny trollops like lager and bitter and praise Cliff for the day my palette...
