Scary ass monster
Pontins, Wales, 8 years old and I enter a comedy compo for funniest joke and I won (joke was about cauliflower). The end result was a furry blond round "dancing" monster. This remained in my room until I was twelve.

Anyway a friend ended up smuggling a copy of chucky to a sleep over and the following night I found Fluffy all too sinister to bear, his beady black eyes staring at me from the shelf. Not getting much sleep that night I took Fluffy out the next day and bet the living bejesus out of him with a tennis racket. Wanting to discard the evidence the mangled wreck was hidden in the attic. I had constant reoccurring nightmares about fluffy coming from the attic to wreak his revenge.
( dazbrilliantwhites has been meaning to change this..., Thu 28 Apr 2011, 14:17, 2 replies)

What did you bet him?

( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 28 Apr 2011, 14:26, closed)

Hmmmm
Irish phraseology there...
How do I do the line through the word thingy?
( dazbrilliantwhites has been meaning to change this..., Thu 28 Apr 2011, 14:28, closed)