Glass of Wine, anyone?
J Peasemould Gruntfuttock Alpha Mike Foxtrot,
Mon 11 Dec 2006, 12:56,
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A cheeky Rioja do you, sir? J Peasemould Gruntfuttock Alpha Mike Foxtrot,
Mon 11 Dec 2006, 12:57,
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yes pleasethanks
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bilbobarneybobs I'll be 14 in b3ta years soon.,
Mon 11 Dec 2006, 12:57,
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mind! Don't spill that on the carpet....or the wine....
( J Peasemould Gruntfuttock Alpha Mike Foxtrot,
Mon 11 Dec 2006, 12:58,
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I don't eat no Chateaubriand
Mighty Nibus who dares gins | @nibus,
Mon 11 Dec 2006, 12:58,
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In that case, I'll have yours...ta!
( J Peasemould Gruntfuttock Alpha Mike Foxtrot,
Mon 11 Dec 2006, 12:59,
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*sniffs* *tases*Hmm..very crisp,loud in fact!
Woo!
(Woo!
Mstandot I suppose I should post more often.,
Mon 11 Dec 2006, 12:59,
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The only Graves that comes with it's own volume control. J Peasemould Gruntfuttock Alpha Mike Foxtrot,
Mon 11 Dec 2006, 13:01,
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NO MORE WINE!I'm very much regretting wasting that superb 2002 Sancerre by opening it after Match of the Day 2 finished last night.
As if the 6 tins of liver-rotting bilge I'd already consumed yesterday wasn't enough.
Not terribly good at my job today...
(One of these days I'll bore you all with tales of when I spent a few weeks in the mid-90s working with Brian Blessed.
He's got a stock of 9 or 10 anecdotes, and when he's told you all of 'em he goes back to the beginning and tells 'em again.
He wrote a book called something like 'Nothing's Impossible!'
- and blow me down if it didn't consist entirely of these same few anecdotes he'd spent most of the Autumn farting out over us.
It became quite wearing after the first few days.)
(As if the 6 tins of liver-rotting bilge I'd already consumed yesterday wasn't enough.
Not terribly good at my job today...
(One of these days I'll bore you all with tales of when I spent a few weeks in the mid-90s working with Brian Blessed.
He's got a stock of 9 or 10 anecdotes, and when he's told you all of 'em he goes back to the beginning and tells 'em again.
He wrote a book called something like 'Nothing's Impossible!'
- and blow me down if it didn't consist entirely of these same few anecdotes he'd spent most of the Autumn farting out over us.
It became quite wearing after the first few days.)
Sea Tramp the thinking woman's 8 Ace,
Mon 11 Dec 2006, 13:44,
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