smordsie wrote-
Quote:And of course the men lining up for the hundred metres...
We all know what that means don't we lads?
Hey- did you see our gallant Gordon Burns participate in the £115,000 bottle of scent trick? 4 solid minutes of lies and deceit. An empty plastic bag-- and at those prices. Inflame the expectations. In the NEWS. Bloody hell.
Yes Steve- it's tin hat time. Longer you leave it worse it will get and then you'll need a bunker in the hills.
spendius wrote:HENPECKED.
Henry entered Nellie's parlour expecting cojone kneadings expertly delivered.
spendy?
I said "CAN YOU 'ERE ME SPENDY, CHUCK?"
(just shouted that in a Jimmy Clitheroe stylee)
WRONG THREAD, OUR SPENDS.
Eeeh, he's a daft bugger, is our spends.
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Poor guy. Going though life like that.
It's awful gus.
I wish I was a silly sod like you.
It must be ace not to have the brains of a louse.
If I had been as thick is a pile of 2" long 2x9s I could have been a champ.
I could've been a contender.
smorgs wrote:Thanks, Muckty!
And may I say you're not the slightest fiendish yourself.
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A certain steely understated macho menace though, no?
spendius wrote:
And just because we discuss sport and allow our attention to wander away from smorgsie and her tits and her scent and her cooking and her frocks and her doings.
Never for an instant would we do that, we red-blooded sons of Albion.
Those doings haunt our dreams.
McTag wrote:smorgs wrote:Thanks, Muckty!
And may I say you're not the slightest fiendish yourself.
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A certain steely understated macho menace though, no?
That goes without saying...
Just had a Thank You card off a customer! I'm well chuffed.
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Dashes in, kisses smorgie passionately, dashes out again.
"passionately" used without reference to the kissed one.
spendius wrote:"passionately" used without reference to the kissed one.
Hey! Its better than kissing dispassionatly.
This is just one small thing you get with feminism.
Kate Burley was talking to the football correspondent about the fracas at the FA.
At one point, in a most ungentlemanly and insinuating a manner, she said, in the way of a question, that Sven must be very content with the way things are turning out. It was if she was eating honey atop a washing machine on fast spin.
Implying, of course, that if she were Sven, a prospect that doesn't bear thinking about, or in his position, say, she would be as pleased as punch to be viewing the mess that ensued if she was ever turned out on the street.
Which begs the question whether she has prepared the ground for any threat of such an awful circumstance.
And obviously Sven will have no such feelings. He will be calling up to see if he can offer any advice. And neither would a male newsreader even think of asking such a question. It is tantamount to pulling your underpants down and showing your consultant the seamier side of yourself.
But Kate is a bit of an exhibitionist as her appearence on the skating bullcrap demonstrated. The whole show was a vehicle for Kate's front gusset and man did it thrill her. I watched her eyes and they were gleaming- nay-glowing.
The problem is, as per usual, that that sort of thing is popular and puts on viewers, especially lady viewers who are bored with all the other afternoon programmes, and the ratings go up. This causes the producers to hint to the male staff-- "can't you try to be just a little more like Kate or you're bloody well up the effing road? We haven't won News Channel of the Year every year by piss balling about with gentlemanly behaviour. They just lift your shirt lap up and laugh these days Jeremy."
And they already use make-up do these "men". And have their hair primped in the salon and if you can't imagine them in their tailor's for the penultimate fitting you need to give your imagination a boost. They'll all know which is their best side.
What's happened to Anna Botting. I haven't seen her for a while.
I know a lady who watched Sky News when Ms Botting was on simply because her name was Botting. She admitted she would vote for her if she was standing. For election I mean.
So much for Votes for Women eh? You could go into a voting booth after carefully and responsibly weighing all the issues and balancing the plusses and minuses and the lady in the next booth just cancels your vote out because her candidate is called Botting and she wishes her to have a higher profile in public like. Like Baroness Trumpington had.
Didn't smorgsie once say she had been on the stage in her youthful radiance?
Aussie wrote-
Quote:Hey! Its better than kissing dispassionatly.
Evidently you have never tried it.
spendius wrote:Aussie wrote-
Quote:Hey! Its better than kissing dispassionatly.
Evidently you have never tried it.
I'm sure Dys is pleased about that.
Good grief. All nuts. Off to buy fruit cake.
Now I've just watched Kate go weak at the knees after interviewing the captain of the ship that rescued the cruise passengers in the Antarctic ocean. I think his authoritative voice as he described his heroic rescue and his concern for the survivors touched her deeply.
She's a bit mood-swingy.
It's no chuffing wonder all the pubs are being bull-dozed down and smokers like you are continually being kicked in the bollocks, rolled in the mud under the big brollies and having your nipples tweaked for additional embarrassment and tormentation is it?
If you have the time to gawp like a chuffing idiot at Kate Burley (who is well past her chuffing sell by date, you sad sap)and drift into wonderland playing with your shrivelled up pecker at the thoughts of the name 'Botting' then god help all the smokers. No wonder you're continually **** on from any height!
Be a man you tosser, get out there and cause mayhem, you're like a little boy playing with a wire loop and a bottle of chuffing soapy water.
I used to play with a loop and soapy water Mathos.
That's where I learned that puffing things up makes them go "POP!!" at some point.
I am perfectly entitled to fight my corner any way I see fit. You are not fighting any corner at all.
How can the battle to roll feminism back and restore women's pride in themselves have any place for the advice of as domesticated and helpless a product of the movement as yourself.
Steve 41oo wrote:Good grief. All nuts. Off to buy fruit cake.
And as I went out there was a beautiful full moon. But not believing there is any connection with lunacy and the lunar splendour, I ignored it.