I almost left £30 quid in a cashpoint the other day... Was putting my card back in my wallet, then remembered. I've never moved so fast in all my life.
I bought my mum a nice big Thornton's hamper and had it delivered.
T'was a bit of a surprise as I'm terrible at remembering things like birthdays and stuff, so she wasn't expecting anything from me...
*looks up plans for paintball cannons on the net*
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...and saw the picture they had of Michael Howard.
I though he looked familiar...
Some chav jokes now...
What do you call a chav in a box?
Innit.
What do you call a chav in a filing cabinet?
Sorted.
What do you call a chav in a big metal box with a lock on it?
Safe.
What do you call a chavette in a white tracksuit?
The bride.
What do you call an eskimo chav?
Innuinnit.
What do you call a chav in a suit?
The defendant.
What have a slinky and a chav got in common?
Neither are of any practical use, but it's fun to watch one fall down a flight of stairs.
What's the difference between a chav and a coconut?
One's thick and hairy, the other's a coconut.
2 chavs in a car with no music, who's driving?
The police.
Spookily similar, eh... :shock:
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Is it me, or does the title of this thread make you think of Samuel L. Jackson's character from Pulp Fiction?
SLJ: Fisting, motherflucker. Have you tried it? :shock:
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Sign me up, as long as I can get a lift from someone passing Norwich way.
BTW, what's the site's policy on bringing your own equipment? I've got my own marker, see and I need to know if I can use it.
Humour is alive and well and working a burger stall in Woking.
Everything about me is fake. Including this post. :shock:
Neil, you wouldn't happen to have the IRC room and his ID on there, would you? I think I'd quite like to go on there and let everyone know that he gets his kicks bringing down charity sites.