Rev

I did, spotto, after a little re-routing. Very jangly sound. Had to re-locate power jack and put a new(ish) unwarped neck on, too, before I sold it on, but have a Rockett Parfitt relic on order. Six months to build, so bit of a wait before I can put a photo up.

Just at first glance, you can tell neither of those blokes, or indeed any of the female blokes with them, have ever had a fumble under the duvet with a member of the opposite sex. I'm just thinking of the carnage I could cause in that room with a bottle of vodka, a ball-peen hammer and a lock-back, before setting their screaming remains on fire. Cunts.

He didn't know much about the medical intervention of abdominal aortic aneurysms, ergo, he was a cunt.

I'm pretty sure it is. What makes you say that, Londo?

So, in essence, these people are cunts then, spotto?

I'm sure klefto still holds a candle for you, Miss P. In fact, I suspect jugs does too. It's where he regularly puts it that concerns me.

I have used LINPUS which is a version of FEDORA but I will be honenest and say that I much prefer MINT which of course is a version of DEBIAN.

...obviously.

That's a nasty place to have it, Miss P. Have you had your Sanatogen? Lux Interior was a cunt.

His skin is so pockmarked, it looks like some cunt has either set the bastard on fire and put him out with a golf shoe, or run a rotovator over him and planted some King Edwards in his fucking face. Either way, the bloke's an unwashed-looking cunt and probably smells of piss.

This fucking roly-poly, funny as cutaneous T-cell Lymphoma, "Eee, I'm a right fat cunt, men are all bastards" sow looks as if she's necked a zorbing ball built for two and needs her fucking curtains set on fire..and when I say curtains, I don't mean her bay-window drapes. Cunt.

Both our cats are flea-ridden little bastards at the moment. Flea powder, flea spray, flea tablets, oxyacetylene torch - nothing can stop the fuckers. Fleas everywhere.  Anyone have any claw hammers?

Leave the cunts in the freezer overnight, or failing that, for a quick fix, 90 minutes on defrost in the microwave.

Wish I had a grey CortinaWhiplash aerial, racing trimCortina owner - no one meanerWish that I could be like him

I had that album. I remember having to hide it from the old man the day I bought it, because it had a monologue about benders and lesbanians on the back and didn't want him to think he'd spawned a goat-blowing backgammon player.

Yeah. I'm going to wait a day or two before publicly claiming that Robin Williams touched my smelly freckle out of a mark of respect.

Were you the cunt caught with a Sir Hiss plushie hanging out of your tea-towel holder at the Epcot Center last year, Bronski?

Yeah. I'd be more than happy to hurt this cunt for pretty much everything he's done, but mostly for being Bryan Adams.

I personally couldn't give a flying fuck for fair trade produce. I'm not handing over a premium so these cunts can have more kids, or grow a new tractor. Fuck 'em.

Although to the untutored this may seem like stating the fucking obvious, Tampons are for cunts.

I reckon Esther McVey's is all cinnamony and girly. I'd like to smear her in Nutella and spread her on my croissants.

Invaders from the forum are sneaking in here and there with a few lightly snidey comments. They just don't have the malice that you ladies do.

That's because they are mere fannies, whereas we are dyed-in-the-wool cunts.

I am back, trying to get a woman on a dating site but it is difficult. There is something about her I like, if it doesn't happen then the consolation is that comparing her to the woman I really want is like comparing Rolf Harris to Rembrandt.

Whip out the old fella, apple and start sketching a rough outline of a bearded kangaroo with pre-cum on her thigh, then ask her if she can guess what it is yet.

The only things I ever liked by these parsimonious lotus-eating cunts was See Emily Play and Run Like Hell. Roger Waters is still a cunt of Special Olympic proportions and still can't play bass. I have spoken.

This fucking chinless, goggle-eyed amphibian cunt needs tasered, force-fed cement, set on fire and thrown into oncoming traffic. Being a character actor all your life and earning your crust by looking like a questionable trouser-pilot doesn't earn you the Rev's respect. This cunt needs elaborately harmed in a very particular way.

I might have that somewhere, they kind of passed me by at the time. The best thing I heard them do was Call Mr Lee.

I always get Phil Mickelson mixed up with Hugh Grant, although as far as I know, Mickelson's never been filmed getting sucked off by a prostitute. Yet.

I prefer television to transvestism any day. Frank Maloney's a cunt.