cuntspotter

Pissed, I expect. They’ve all been on the calvados since 2:00 am.

What has happened?

less is more.

Yes...and you are clearly heartbroken. Frank, put the pokey stick away please.

No.... let’s not do this again or it will the darkened room for a few days.

....and relax. The cooler beckons. Stop now.

Yes...this all very well , but now needs to stop.

What can I say...I was young..it was an adventure.

This is true.... played the organ in a Clacton hotel. Ivy was a Lovely woman. But it wasn’t her I snogged (good Lord no). I had played a gig in town and I went into this hotel bar . Ivy was the organist. I knew who she was. I bought her a gin and she ended up asking me to play with her. So I did. Now..... her singer. Who sang in her last band in the seventies, lived in Pontypool. Never really made it... had tried to make it on tv and in night clubs etc. I got into a clinch with her one night at a dinner and dance...I talked about her with Old Ivy. Ah.. memory lane. The old bird soaked up gin like a fucking sponge.

I once snogged her singer

That’s a shit hot album... recorded in mono!

The ultra orthodox in Israel seem to be able to do what they like. So, they had their rally with sod all public safety regs adhered to ...over filled the venue by far and hey presto! Catastrophe. It was avoidable. But, it’s Israel they will spend the time shouting and arguing and generally being a shambles.....until they are attacked.

They looked like his fairground winnings

I have a feeling this is the future...personal car ownership will be a thing of the past and we will be hiring these things on a trip by trip basis...like taxis.

I remember witnessing a completely out of control punch up in a chip shop in Abersychan, around 1979-1980. A pissed up local hooligan and utter nasty bastard attempting to put someone’s face in a fat fryer. He was stopped in the Nick of time by an old time local copper who staffed him into unconsciousness, cuffed him, dragged him outside and flung him into the back of a van....containing a police dog! Ah, the good old days.

I know I did..... is this perhaps someone we know trying limbo under the door wearing a false moustache? I’ll bet it is.

Wibble!

Absolutely on the money. It’s been a fucking car crash...in slow motion.

Cease and desist baiting and arguing.

We are surrounded by poofs.

Pots, kettles....

You worry too much.

https://youtu.be/QQ3JFtbe4l8

I don’t feel the need to be entertaining , matey. Which is just as well as I’m usually as funny as sinusitis. It also means I fit right with present company.

David fucking who?