
Bluehamster tells us: "This morning I found myself filling my mug not a teabag, but with Shreddies." Tell us of the times when you've convinced yourself that you're losing your marbles.
( , Thu 21 Jul 2011, 12:59)
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24th December 1979 I lost my dear wife, christmas day that year was almost too much to bear.
Luckily, on Boxing day, things looked up as it turns out she was down the back of the sofa with the tv remote.
No, you cunt.
( , Tue 26 Jul 2011, 18:48, 2 replies)
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