don't be cheeky
old enough to put you across me knee and give you a sound thrashing you young whippersnapper
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Tue 6 Jan 2004, 16:25,
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I shall copy and paste sections
and claim them As My Own!
mwahhah!
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Tue 6 Jan 2004, 16:46,
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mwahhah!
Cheers,
but you may not say that when I start writing about life.
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Tue 6 Jan 2004, 16:45,
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thanks
wasn't exactly unexpected - he'd been in hospital for a while...
He was 90 - not a bad run for an ex-coalminer
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Tue 6 Jan 2004, 17:02,
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He was 90 - not a bad run for an ex-coalminer
Let's be fair
we all did.
I held her teeth while you had a go.
I remember it distinctly, it was a cold day and the ducks could be heard knocking themselves out on the frozen pond, the sky was...
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Tue 6 Jan 2004, 16:32,
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I held her teeth while you had a go.
I remember it distinctly, it was a cold day and the ducks could be heard knocking themselves out on the frozen pond, the sky was...
..an orangey gray. PC Plopamars fell of his bike
as he went past the war memorial just as the pub opened.
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Tue 6 Jan 2004, 16:34,
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"Rraarrgghh fuckeroffyergraarrghjhbastardpigfuckerbastardarrgghhh"
said Mr Trethowan, the local vicar who liked a small libation before morning prayer.
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Tue 6 Jan 2004, 16:36,
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He was emerging from the home for wayward girls and boys
and was having trouble with his buttons when he slipped on a piece of dogshit cunningly disguised as a banana skin.
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Tue 6 Jan 2004, 16:40,
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"Aha!"
Shouted the fallen copper, "So its you who's been hiding in the childrens cupboards!"
Mr Trethowan turned white as the front of trousers.
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Tue 6 Jan 2004, 16:42,
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Mr Trethowan turned white as the front of trousers.