scotty

I'm dreading the day my mother in law croaks. Thats when the rest of her family will discover how much I've copped off her, might have to do a Lucan. :(

I can't think of a specific one, so its probably me.

I know how you feel, its like Watership Down but without the dead rabbits. I'm welling up here.

...and a scottish one at that, Baws. I bet it was battered and deep fried.

Thanks for the image vodds, I was enjoying my lunchtime sarnie til I read that.

I think jazz might be hinting that he believes you to be one of wads multiple id's.

We had my mother in law round for lunch today, gobbler. My dog sat right by her at the table, gazing up adoringly at her. She said "that's so cute, is he really that fond of me?" I said "no, its just that you're eating off his plate."

Same here, ducunti. I just wish some fucker had given me a similar warning about bristol before I went there, what a fucking hideous shithole that place is.

You can get a drink in most continental service stations, and their blood/alcohol limit is lower than ours.

Lay off keith you cunts. Its the old cupboard/sex doll story, we've all been there. Errm, haven't we?

Wetherspoons are fucking great. Breakfast for three quid and you can get a pint with it at 8 in the morning, what more do you fucking want?? Plus on the odd occasion I find myself in London, they are the only places I can afford to drink at.

Those cunts need a dose of Fender's claw hammer.

You'd have been a hit with Jimmy Saville then.

Probably Ebola, grumps. Don't hug the poor fucker.

He looks a bit like one of the real ale twats, vodds. And oddly, in the latest viz that strip had a heemasex theme to it, so you could be on to something here.

His day job is more likely to be licking windows, he looks a right spaz.

.....and they say romance is dead.

You've obviously never been to Portsmouth, jazzster.

Talking of obese cuntbreeds, why do so many yank films display this horrible behaviour? Oceans 11 seemed to be a nonstop study of brad cunting pitt burbling through a gobful of crisps, fucking revolting. I don't mind the neanderthal cunts stuffing their fat sweaty faces, but not while their trying to talk. Cunts.

Very true.

Did you really, pisshead? Are you absolutely sure? Didn't drunkenly pmail another user altogether, or anything idiotic like that?

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There are websites dedicated to just that, Ding. But delete your browsing history after perusing them.

I never realised my mrs came on here. Morning love, get the kettle on and change the clock, will you.