Something something somehing...
Just imagine I've said something snappy and witty here, I'm too drunk and tired to do any thinking.
( The Doveston haunted by the memory of his own amnesia, Mon 25 May 2009, 3:53, archived)

POOR SERMON, WILL NOT BUY AGAIN, BWARE RIP OFF !!!!

( wotofco pissing in your swimming pool, Mon 25 May 2009, 3:54, archived)

THS GUY IS A TOTOL TIME WASTER. DO NOT BYE FROM HIM.
HE IS SUCH A SHIT VICAR HE OFFRED MY MUM A BAT'S CLOACA ON A PLATE INSTED OF CAKE!!11!!11!1!!
( TFD is sporting this season's finest necropants, Mon 25 May 2009, 3:57, archived)

That's not what I offered your mum.
Blah blah mum joke blah.
( The Doveston haunted by the memory of his own amnesia, Mon 25 May 2009, 3:59, archived)

Are you insinuating that you offered my mum your penis?
Because in that case she said it looked like a bat's cloaca.
( TFD is sporting this season's finest necropants, Mon 25 May 2009, 4:01, archived)

Yeah, well...
goodnight. Cricket tomorrow, WOO!
( The Doveston haunted by the memory of his own amnesia, Mon 25 May 2009, 3:58, archived)

Sorry
but as acting head of the Parish Council, I've had a long conversation with the RSPCA and I'm afraid your presence at the cricket ground is no longer tolerable. Joyce will be happy to return your Chris Rea CDs and any other personal effects.
( wotofco pissing in your swimming pool, Mon 25 May 2009, 4:12, archived)