Mathos wrote:Steve 41oo wrote:Mathos wrote:Your not exactly the brightest crayon in the box, are you!
dear oh dear mixing metaphors and cant get you're spelling right I dunno mathos thought you were top drawer but clearly bottom basement.
There are times when I feel like a fly paper, conditioned to attracting idiots.
Your about as comical as an outbreak of rabies in Battersea Dog's Home.
I can assure you you are not attractive. Sticky and smelly perhaps, but not attractive. anyhooo stop this sillyness thought you might be a bit more mellow given mufc wonderful football/results.
The Pentacle Queen wrote:sorry about last night's message.
I thought it was part of an art project.
What were you smoking?
Walter Hinteler wrote:Steve 41oo wrote:
AND NOW CHELSEA 2 BOLTON 2 EVERTON 2 UTD 4.
Thanks Philip Neville.
Premiership goes to Old Trafford.
Did I see the pre-matches with the very same result a couple of hours ago? :wink:
I have no idea Walter. Deja view/vu/vue? Und Schalke?
Bayern Munich lost at home today.
Steve 41oo wrote:Mathos wrote:Steve 41oo wrote:Mathos wrote:Your not exactly the brightest crayon in the box, are you!
dear oh dear mixing metaphors and cant get you're spelling right I dunno mathos thought you were top drawer but clearly bottom basement.
There are times when I feel like a fly paper, conditioned to attracting idiots.
Your about as comical as an outbreak of rabies in Battersea Dog's Home.
I can assure you you are not attractive. Sticky and smelly perhaps, but not attractive. anyhooo stop this sillyness thought you might be a bit more mellow given mufc wonderful football/results.
Mmmmmmmmmm excellent result Stevie boy, I hope you celebrated well in the Capital. Sir A for Prime Minister if we get the treble.. :wink:
oh dear I am so sad for Bayern
MEANWHILE
Utd won away
Chelsea dropped 2 points at home
Utd 5 points ahead with 3 games to play and better goal difference.
And on Wednesday we will beat AC Milan to go to the European Cup final.
Mathos wrote:Steve 41oo wrote:Mathos wrote:Steve 41oo wrote:Mathos wrote:Your not exactly the brightest crayon in the box, are you!
dear oh dear mixing metaphors and cant get you're spelling right I dunno mathos thought you were top drawer but clearly bottom basement.
There are times when I feel like a fly paper, conditioned to attracting idiots.
Your about as comical as an outbreak of rabies in Battersea Dog's Home.
I can assure you you are not attractive. Sticky and smelly perhaps, but not attractive. anyhooo stop this sillyness thought you might be a bit more mellow given mufc wonderful football/results.
Mmmmmmmmmm excellent result Stevie boy, I hope you celebrated well in the Capital. Sir A for Prime Minister if we get the treble.. :wink:
Actually mathos I live in a grotty town near the capital...
Boot 'ee cooms from oop north so he's ahl reet.
Cajoling Mathos into standing on the other leg whilst caterwauling looks to be a lot easier than appearences suggest.
Maybe he's a little pussy-cat at heart with a pink ribbon around his neck and only pretends to dislike Fatcatters.
I, on the other hand, hate the bastards. Whenever I see a train bound for Euston I always think of our money it is carrying. I know what the National bloody Lottery is all about if you lot don't.
Anybody would think it was an original idea. It was bloody well banned for over a hundred years. The Fatcatters don't like the money circulating too long in the provinces.
Did you see those BIG-BONUS denizens whinging about how hard they have to work. My heart bled for them. They sounded so,so put upon you know.
Then they had a "Charity Auction" which is enough to get a sphinx doing the laughing policeman act. And the motorbike they sold had gold handlebars and gems in the locking cap (how crass can you get?) so they were invensting in futures in their piety. Why not Kate Moss for the night? She would like to do her bit for the poor and weak and undernourished surely? It looks like those ladies who are saving the world draw the line at any sacrifices or are they frightened of being in a "No-bid" situation or of Mathos winning them.
There was a lot of expensive fashion and posh bling on display and the appointments were as lush as the grub was, no doubt, "exceptional.
Then, of course, they sold the video to the TV company so they could show us poor down-trodden provincials how virtuous they all are and how superior and suitable role-models for our youth which has hardly got two h'pennies to rub together. And all tax- deductable of course.
Then, having shown the red meat to the starving dog, they complain about its snarling.
They are hard to like.
McTag wrote:Boot 'ee cooms from oop north so he's ahl reet.
not as far north as you my bonnie lad...but danke schone 'an all that.
spendius wrote:Cajoling Mathos into standing on the other leg whilst caterwauling looks to be a lot easier than appearences suggest.
Maybe he's a little pussy-cat at heart with a pink ribbon around his neck and only pretends to dislike Fatcatters.
I, on the other hand, hate the bastards. Whenever I see a train bound for Euston I always think of our money it is carrying. I know what the National bloody Lottery is all about if you lot don't.
Anybody would think it was an original idea. It was bloody well banned for over a hundred years. The Fatcatters don't like the money circulating too long in the provinces.
Did you see those BIG-BONUS denizens whinging about how hard they have to work. My heart bled for them. They sounded so,so put upon you know.
Then they had a "Charity Auction" which is enough to get a sphinx doing the laughing policeman act. And the motorbike they sold had gold handlebars and gems in the locking cap (how crass can you get?) so they were invensting in futures in their piety. Why not Kate Moss for the night? She would like to do her bit for the poor and weak and undernourished surely? It looks like those ladies who are saving the world draw the line at any sacrifices or are they frightened of being in a "No-bid" situation or of Mathos winning them.
There was a lot of expensive fashion and posh bling on display and the appointments were as lush as the grub was, no doubt, "exceptional.
Then, of course, they sold the video to the TV company so they could show us poor down-trodden provincials how virtuous they all are and how superior and suitable role-models for our youth which has hardly got two h'pennies to rub together. And all tax- deductable of course.
Then, having shown the red meat to the starving dog, they complain about its snarling.
They are hard to like.
Spendy are you still upset about Leeds Utd? Its only a bloody game man. No need to riot. (Leeds Utd in old Div 3 hee hee hee)
Je further north, desto besser if you catch my drift....with obvious exceptions to the general rule but I don't wish to upset anyone by mentioning them.
Hello Spendi
Still at it then!
I note on the ID thread Farmer said you had pissed your pants..........
It's hard to be a hokey from Yorkshire isn't it 'old lad?'
We already know in Lancashire, we are looked upon as the last remaining cow to milk. But we are fighting back. House prices are soaring in Lancashire. I bet Ken Livingstone is worried about rising water levels around London. That would knacker the job up. Earthquakes in Kent as well earlier to-day 4.5 on the old richter scale! Are there any volcanoes down there, that would put the top hat on wouldn't it?
Maybe we can build a new capital up here on the banks of the River Ribble, near Salemsbury a nice place, plenty of vacant land, surrounded by ideal infrastructure. I could get myself voted in as Lord Mayor, you know join the free-masons first, learn all the funny handshakes and winks. Walk round with a pair of Morris Dancing shoes on and the tight Max Wall pants.
It would create more benefits for the lads too, Trevor Hemmings would soon get a few brickies, chippies, plumbers and sparks on the move.
New Houses of Parliament built in Yorkshire stone, (all them sealed up quarries in your little neck of the woods could be opened up again) A couple of Palaces for the Royals, at their expense of course. Her Majesty once said she would like to live in that little haven around the Trough of Bowland, Dunsop Bridge I seem to recall her mentioning, well anything would be better than that scruffy block of flats at the top of The Mall. I don't fancy a load of silly Corgi's messing up the country-side though, she'd have to convert to Whippets, and them lads of hers who seem to have lots of free time could be employed on Fishwick or Ribble bus services with a little bit of tuition and a PSV licence apiece.
Poor choice in mentioning Kate Moss for the night, I mean to say, she's well past her sell by date, you wouldn't get many high bids with her on the platform with her scrawny body, chicken legs and bloody writing on the wall. You get some abstract and peculiar notions but don't know how to finalise a deal do ya? Zimmerman would and did put it a lot better than that.
You said you'd never compromise
With the mystery tramp , but now you realise
He's not selling any alibis
As you stare in the vacuum of his eyes
And ask him, do you want to make a deal?
We could start a new lottery too, The Mathos Daily Draw
Ship the flooded Cockneys out to Angelesy and The Shetland Isles, and put you in charge of immigration for Lancashire and Yorkshire.
Hating the Fat-Cats to begin with, has to give you an edge don't ya think?
Mathos wrote-
Quote:I note on the ID thread Farmer said you had pissed your pants..........
Look Mathos- get it into your thick skull, for once and all, that what fm said is a construction of his own imagination and has nothing to do with me. He must have a thing about toilets which he daren't give free rain to like ZIT used to do.
The last time I pissed my pants was many years ago when I saw a self-improver having a barbecue in his gazebo. Sausages! I ask you. Do you know what sausages are made of. Is that posh? Vultures eat stuff like that only they do it honestly. Nicely burned is a bit of an affectation don't you think. And the Barry Manilow tracks consitute a sort of easing oneself into surrender mode without one really noticing.
But at least he can spell barbecue which most people don't seem to be able to.
Well I am delighted to hear you don't piss your pants Spendi I feel like a Jehovas Witness now, knowing the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth. Do you think I will obtain eternal life? Will my soul be spared eternal damnation?
I heard yesterday that since the pub smoking ban was introduced into the Irish Republic over 400 pubs have gone to the wall. Closed down, boarded up and some sold.
You can see the writing on the wall for ours, they are closing down fast here without the ban in force yet. What with seven hundred petrol stations closing down in the UK last year and all these pubs coming on the market, must be a good opportunity to make some real brass here 'old lad'
So come on Spendi, I'm willing to delve deep into my back pocket if you can give me a good enough reason to buy some of these end products up. Not silly stuff mind, be sensible for five minutes if you can I want a good ROI (return on investment)
Mac wrote-
Quote:free rein ya numpty
"rain" was a pun ya pedantic illiterate twit.
Quote:So come on Spendi, I'm willing to delve deep into my back pocket if you can give me a good enough reason to buy some of these end products up. Not silly stuff mind, be sensible for five minutes if you can I want a good ROI (return on investment)
I'm way beyond bothering my head about materialistic considerations of such a sordid and back-aching nature. Quality control is the thing for me. The rat race is for rats and there's some big rats in those games.
spendius wrote:Mac wrote-
Quote:free rein ya numpty
"rain" was a pun ya pedantic illiterate twit.
Illiterate, moi?
A pun? If you say so, matey boy.
