Go to the pub.
The Mary Whitehouse Experience was shit.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 5 Feb 2010, 14:39, 2 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

So was the Jimi Hendrix Experience.
*runs for cover*
(Tugnut Ex of this parish, Fri 5 Feb 2010, 14:44, Reply)

*goes looking for Tuggers, armed with a halberd*

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Fri 5 Feb 2010, 15:02, Reply)

We're all quite prepared to believe you have one
In an elephant foot umbrella stand in the vestibule.
( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Fri 5 Feb 2010, 15:24, Reply)

Near the entrance to the West Wing...
...where Uncle Bertie has been locked since he was diagnosed as being ADD.
(Tugnut Ex of this parish, Fri 5 Feb 2010, 15:56, Reply)

Look Mont, when I was a nipper,
I used to run up to my little study every week, over the moon at the prospect of seeing the next show, I even loved the opening credits.
you cannot possibly spoil this for me. Tonight I'm gonna party like it's 1992.
I might do a litle cry.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Fri 5 Feb 2010, 14:45, Reply)

Your study?!
laaa dee daaa! Fucking hell, I had to make to do with a tele in my bedroom.
(The Boy Monders I have ginger bits in my beard., Fri 5 Feb 2010, 14:49, Reply)

No!!!
My mum and dad put a desk and stuff and a sofa-bed in the spare room so I moved the telly and vid into their and it was like a little study or sitting room but it was the size of a postage stamp and it was all MFI, honest guv.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Fri 5 Feb 2010, 14:51, Reply)

So you had two bedrooms?!
Christ on a bike! Caviar for breakfast and swan for lunch too, I'll wager!
(The Boy Monders I have ginger bits in my beard., Fri 5 Feb 2010, 14:55, Reply)

I'm an only child!
It was either me or the ironing board, so the ironing board went in the cupboard and I got the room as a chrimbo present.
I grew up on a council estate but my mum being a Hyacinth Bucket type thought I would excel academically (and piss off the other kids) if I had a designated work area with a bookshelf and ting. Bless her. It worked. I got to uni AND got bullied mercilessly on the way.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Fri 5 Feb 2010, 14:57, Reply)

I see your council estate upbringing...
...and raise you one less bedroom! But I did have a cabin bed so that was ace. I wish they made big ones. I was pretty spoilt too, and the estate was great.

Well done your old ma though! Mine was mithering me to get tattoos when I was 15, and she wanted grand kids when I was 18. Mental old bat.
(The Boy Monders I have ginger bits in my beard., Fri 5 Feb 2010, 15:17, Reply)

I wanted a cabin bed
I also wanted bunk beds. I was allowed neither.
At one point my dad wanted Thomas The Tank Engine bedcovers and my mum said no. My solution was bunkbeds in my room for me and my dad. He could have Thomas covers and I got to have bunkbeds. She didn't go for this suggestion.

Mine have only just started asking for grandchildren and calling me a spinster. As I'm almost 32 I think they've done well keeping a lid on it thus far.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Fri 5 Feb 2010, 15:26, Reply)