Simon Amstell, the weeble.
I seem to have this habit of knocking over diddy Simon Amstell every couple of years or so.

Well, it's happened twice. Firstly, I was barrelling along after a bus on North Bridge (in Edinburgh - it was festival time) and knocked over what I at first thought was a little girl, but upon helping up the diminutive mop top, I realised it was Simon Amstell. Expecting some snappy comeback, I braced myself, but he was actually a bit shaken, and I felt sorry for him.

And then I did almost axactly the same thing this year, only on George IV bridge, and this time it was my girlfriend who helped him up. He was quite nice about it again. Actually, it must happen to him all the time. A strong gust of wind could have him over.
(suckfake Frisky biscuits, Mon 12 Oct 2009, 8:33, 3 replies)

Weeble? I think not
...since the advertisement made it quite clear that while a Weeble may wobble, it most certainly will not fall down.
( reallywittyname veraciously conspues lexiphanicism on, Mon 12 Oct 2009, 9:13, closed)

Keble
Sorry, did I say 'weeble'?

I meant feeble...or something.
(suckfake Frisky biscuits, Tue 13 Oct 2009, 0:55, closed)

Have a click
For being my instrument of vengeance.
(Vice Admiral Sir Charles Cockbrush KCB MBE DSO, who is finding it increasingly difficult to log into b3ta.com wants to duck your aunt and kick your puppy, Mon 12 Oct 2009, 10:08, closed)