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I couldn't help myself

(Mon 12th Dec 2005, 11:47, More)

After Buck Rogers came off the air
Tweakie found his real home in the B&Q stocktaking department



(Thank-you magic donkey for the FP)
(Mon 19th Jan 2004, 14:03, More)

Relations between Tony Blair and the Media has reached an all time low...

(Thu 27th Mar 2003, 9:58, More)

Oi!


GC link removed...
(Tue 18th Mar 2003, 16:41, More)

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(Thu 16th Jan 2003, 9:53, More)

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(Thu 9th Jan 2003, 9:48, More)

I've always wondered about the stains on the train set...

(Mon 16th Dec 2002, 9:27, More)

I knew I shouldn't have registered him with a posh Kennel Club Name....

(Mon 16th Dec 2002, 8:59, More)

one for the laydeez

(Fri 13th Dec 2002, 10:15, More)

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(Thu 5th Dec 2002, 16:22, More)

Best answers to questions:

» Celebrities part II

Mispronounced names
Many years ago I was with some mates and we were bored, so since one of our Dads was the head greenkeeper at a golfee course that were holding a pro-am compo, we decided to go along and waste time there, hoping to spot a few childhood idols.

They were all there, Tarby, Brucie, Carson, so we decided on a dare game.

We would act the enthusiastic fan and ask for autographs, but with one rule - when asking for the autograph, you had to slightly mispronounce or mispell the name of the celeb.

My turn, and it is the mighty Reg Varney.

"Hello Mr Varnish, can I have your autograph?"

"It's Varney, what shall I write"

"'Best Wishes, Reg Varnish' would be great Mr Varnish"

"It's Varney. Now can I get on with my game."

We got brushed off by Frank Carton and Jimmy Tarbrush. Bastards.
(Thu 8th Oct 2009, 14:34, More)

» Urban Legends

I once sent out a message on a bulletin board
saying "it's a well-known fact that you can't touch the back of your left knee with your right elbow. Try it, you'll find it impossible!"

It's a wonderful thought imagining tens of people falling about on the floor all at once to prove me wrong and then posting "That's not true - I can do it".
(Thu 5th Jan 2006, 21:52, More)

» Job Interviews

Book keeper
Years ago I had the misfortune to work in Milton Keynes. Actually it wasn't that bad, but why refute the myth?

Anyway, I was writing software for robotics and underwater vehicles and natty stuff like that and we needed a new book keeper for accounts. So, like good citizens, we put an ad in the paper.

First contestant came along. All his life's belongings in a Tesco bag and a top CV. "I think I could do your book keeping because I have a collection of books at home and I keep them all tidy and in alphabetical order". "Spot the Dog" seemed to appear rather more than would be expected for a library belonging to a 30 year old man with above the ankle trousers. Actually, combined with the Simpsons socks it was a definite fashion statement that I may adopt at some stage.

Obviously we got the PA to tell him to go away as the rest of us were hiding in the office in case he was one of the care in the community homicidal maniacs we read about in the Daily Mail. Eventually we hired a mad woman who eventually became one of my closest friends due to her ability to turn a blind eye to my exhorbitant phone bills and bar bills.
(Wed 26th Jan 2005, 21:14, More)

» Job Interviews

False pretences
Oh yes, we have the perfect position for you Mr Plankton. Logica, big company, great benefits and suits your coding skills right down to the ground.

Of course i check the web site, see all the nice photies of satellites and concorde and pole dancers and hop in the spitfire to toddle down to Leatherhead.

"Morning Mr Plankton. We need someone with excellent real-time programmning skills for our new division. Waste flow control at sewage works - it's a great role"

Me. "Errr.... I somehow can't see that on my CV. Bye"

Damn it all to hell. I could have been to King of Poo Programming.
(Wed 26th Jan 2005, 21:21, More)

» Puns

painful ones
I used to have a pair of inflatable shoes, but a stood on a nail and popped my clogs.

I walked into a pub eating a wooden mallet, the barman says "do you do that for a living?", to which I replied, "no, I'm just a hammer chewer"

I cut off the bottom of my trousers and took them to the library. I said to the librarian "there's a turn up for the books".

Just rent out a Tim Vine DVD for thousands more...
(Fri 6th Mar 2009, 14:03, More)
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