I know.
I can count the number of normal people I know on one hand.

Yes, six people.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 26 Jan 2010, 10:00, 3 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

*chortle*

( Vipros. clever got me this far, then tricky got me in, Tue 26 Jan 2010, 10:05, Reply)

Altogether now...
"Oh, your mother is your sister is your aunt,
Yes your mother is your sister is your aunt..."
(LongJohnBaldry, Tue 26 Jan 2010, 10:07, Reply)

Uncle Dad!

(Tugnut Ex of this parish, Tue 26 Jan 2010, 11:00, Reply)

Grandpa Dad

(MichaelS wasn't picked again, Tue 26 Jan 2010, 12:11, Reply)

ah, Devizes.
My old stomping ground. Until I got banned from Wiltshire.
( crackhouseceilidhband Fuck off back to Mumsnet, Tue 26 Jan 2010, 10:19, Reply)

My brother's head office is down there.
He had to live there whilst he was training for his job, and got to know some of the inbreds from the office, including one chap, who had a cut-out tabloid headline taped to the side of his monitor that read 'TUG-MASTER'. It transpired that not only were the entire staff compulsive onanists - they talked about little else.

Most days he would be greeted with 'Oi mush! Oi've gat s'm roight good paaarnos' - they could not believe that he didn't spend every night wanking himself unconscious as they did.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 26 Jan 2010, 10:29, Reply)

So how does that differ from OT?
(Other than griddle pans?)
(Tugnut Ex of this parish, Tue 26 Jan 2010, 10:58, Reply)

They save their wanking for the evenings in Devizes.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Tue 26 Jan 2010, 11:05, Reply)