Tony Ferrino

That forefinger pointing thingy that smarmy Americans do - often accompanied with a wink.

Oot. Max Boyce or Max Headroom.

Wonder how many folks' new years no smoking or drinking resolutions go tonight.

My wife is incapable of putting the lid back properly on anything, and then whinges about how filthy the fridge is because of leaked ketchup, mayo....etc. Her and her family are also those sorts of wierdos who leave the foil on margarine tubs after opening. Whenever I broach the subject they just shrug their shoulders and walk off muttering something like "oh I dont know".

Marty Feldman had that sorted. Nothing odd looking about him.

Mine pours half a bottle of soy sauce over any stir fry I make before tasting. I'm tempted to stir a load of salt into her plate full before serving next time.

Obviously not cut out for the job.

Wee b*****ds.

Combine Fred West with Bev Allitt and that's them two.

Women like him with "no time to talk". When modern man has no time to talk we get sighs and door slams. wtf?

Maybe that person had had just too much of pandering to morons.

Watching Robson Green on alone on an island with a camera crew. One of lifes good blokes I reckon.

Bright as a button.

I wouldn't have thought so. No, that's enough shit for anyone. My advice would be to talk lots, walk even more, and steer clear of alcohol or any other such vices.

Wiggo.

Ray Comfort. Seems nice on the outside....

Yup, several thousand knuckle draggers punching each other is always a sight to behold.:) Now then Bradley, I see tha's been ballin' tha cusin. Aye, but Amos, tha' lass be also ma mutha.

A cock and a sense of humour are all a girl needs.

Aw brilliant stuff. Good on you. What was the song when you did it? East 17, Shaky, Wham?

You skimmed over the Glorious Scallops....

Imagining you now..

Just straight through or was there any foreplay? Using the back of a spoon, Nescafe gold blend plays in a C#, Aldi Alcafe a B flat major.

Jools Holland.

That's the washer and cooker replaced then at least.

People who only leave one roll at a time in their toilets, the others being stashed in some secret cupboard. Invariably there are only about 3 sheets left when you need to take a shit, leaving you with the choice of either announcing your predicament to everyone, or getting faeces up your fingernails trying to perform Andrex origami.