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"fat SLAG". It's de riguer these days, doncha know old boy?!

I can only refer you to the reply given to Adam above.

On this specific matter, I totally disagree with you and I acknowledge that I can have no moral high ground in this instance, but if that's your interpretation, so be it. And I can see that any further attempt to convince you otherwise would be a waste of both our time.

No, I don't. What part of "Over five years ago" and "It's past history as far as I'm concerned" did you not understand. My concern is for the other people involved who may, by Karen's needless and thoughtless raising of the matter.

I appeared to have missed the bit where you were made supreme overlord of P&B and got to dictate as to who should and shouldn't post here. So you have dragged up some gossip that happened over five years ago to score a cheap point, regardless of the effects your comment may have today on the parties then involved, Karen. I hope you consider stooping to such a viscious and mean spirited level was worth the effort. It's past history as far as I'm concerned but I'll let others judge how dignified and appropriate your conduct there has been.

Probably wise. You'd only get into bother jumping up and shouting "YAAAAAAASSS" when Scotland score.

That's the trouble with t'internet. You can't always judge a person's tone by the manner in which they post. The use of a normally offensive and derogatory term can be amusing in the right company. It's just that I would never use such a description to a female, even to her face.

There's an "affectionate" way to call a girl a slag?! Is there an equally "affectionate" way of receiving a boot in the baws?

You're missing the point, sir. I've never referred to (nor ever would) any of my partners as a "slag". The hypocracy occured when this was done by a poster with all the sexual moral of a seasoned up hyena.

I wish you did! And I trust you're sitting on the same moral high-horse with all the other posters who put f**k and c**t in their posts, yes?

As oppsed to your frequent tales of sexual activity with various women in assorted seedy encounters? What a hypocrite.

As I said, I'm damned if I don't comment, I'm damned if I do. I did and, right on cue, out come some of the saddest fúcks on the site!

Don't flatter yourself. I wouldn't invest that much effort to hate you. Beside, it's totally against my principles anyway.

Very clever. I'm damned if I comment and damned if I don't. However, in an attempt to get this into your thick head..... Apologies for the delay in taking note of your post but I'd popped back into the real world for a couple of hours, where I actually do have a life.

Aye, whatever.

Well that just shows you how much I know then, doesn't it. Corrected by the P&B "my job's putting people straight" king!

Yes, I comprendé. But I'm not a memeber of the Scotland Supporter's Travel Club (aka Tartan Army), so I don't see the relevance to your specific reference in response to my original post. That said, I'm only replying as I have nothing better to do and am SHORED BITLESS!!

Eh? What has my general observation on the Tartan Army got to do with where I grew up?

In my experience, they're mainly middle-aged men enjoying a second childhood!

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Hmmm. At the current average rate, I look forward to 18th July 2010.

No fair! Great Britain have won one Gold Medal; Montrose have won one game.......ah,.....shite......

Thank you. No, no toga's involved. Or curses, crab-like dancing or reciting fictional poetry backwards. There was fruit tea from a hippy café, placards, politicians from all parties but the Tories, a second-hand bookshop involved and afternoon tea with the rugby afterwards in my friends' flat that overlooks Otaga Lane; she has a beautiful altar and he has an extensive library of Egytptology. Yes, they're Pagan too!