Grim O'Grady Posted December 25, 2015 Share Posted December 25, 2015 Merry Christmas ya auld buggers. Eat, drink, be merry and come on here later and moan about it I love sprouts. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Ziggy Posted December 25, 2015 Share Posted December 25, 2015 Merry Christmas fellow auld timers! It's my nap time. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bold Rover Posted December 25, 2015 Share Posted December 25, 2015 Some arsehole's got a brand new noisy motorbike & is farting around up & down the street on it. c**t. I'm trying to have a wee doze here. Grrrrr You know what you have to do, then. Those tyres won't slash themselves. Oh and Merry Xmas, Duffers. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rudolph Hucker Posted December 26, 2015 Share Posted December 26, 2015 I love sprouts. Sprouts are the devil's own vegetable. That's why we carve the sign of the cross into their arses before we cook them. PS - I love sprouts, they make me fart more than usual. -2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grim O'Grady Posted December 26, 2015 Share Posted December 26, 2015 Sprouts are great for the fart jokes. FTFY Milesy. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Archie Posted December 26, 2015 Share Posted December 26, 2015 No, Willie, but it could have been. I was thinking about the equally dreadful Riverside abomination in Irvine. I thought Irvine as soon as I read that. I parked at the bottom there to walk up the toon and that was the scene. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Bold Rover Posted December 26, 2015 Share Posted December 26, 2015 I thought Irvine as soon as I read that. I parked at the bottom there to walk up the toon and that was the scene. The denizens even queue to go down the escalator rather than roll their lard down the stairs. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bob the tank Posted December 26, 2015 Share Posted December 26, 2015 The denizens even queue to go down the escalator rather than roll their lard down the stairs. Denizens:lol:, in Irvine, more like zombies.... 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bob the tank Posted December 26, 2015 Share Posted December 26, 2015 Sprouts are some sort of sick joke. Spouts are super, just an individual micro cabbage. Yummo.... 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
BFTD Posted December 29, 2015 Author Share Posted December 29, 2015 (edited) Some arsehole's got a brand new noisy motorbike & is farting around up & down the street on it. c**t. I'm trying to have a wee doze here. Grrrrr There's a lad on our street who sits and drunkenly revs his engine for a good ten minutes before tearing off in the wee small hours every Saturday and Sunday morning. It'll be a sad day when he inevitably ends up exploded across the tarmac like a shit-filled pinata hit by a shotgun at close range. Anyway, my MFADPTTGOYN is the obsolescence of radio terms like 'tranny' and 'wireless', both of which are used for other things these days. Either that, or people who use ludicrous acronyms and expect us to know what they're talking about. Tosspots Edit: also, sprouts are fandabidozi - the problem is that a'body grew up with their granny's squishy grey overboiled veg and that's coloured the experience. Ten minutes in the steamer, wee bit butter and nutmeg...ooh, lovely. Maybe munch on a raw one with a touch of salt while you're waiting...sensational. Edited December 29, 2015 by BigFatTabbyDave 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grim O'Grady Posted December 29, 2015 Share Posted December 29, 2015 In the sainsburys cafe & I asked for beams on toast. The lad asked brown or white. I said broon an I got white, I ate it but I should sent the buggers back. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
bob the tank Posted December 29, 2015 Share Posted December 29, 2015 In the sainsburys cafe & I asked for beams on toast. The lad asked brown or white. I said broon an I got white, I ate it but I should sent the buggers back. Beams, Grimbo ? Are you in the star wars cantina ? 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rudolph Hucker Posted December 29, 2015 Share Posted December 29, 2015 There's a lad on our street who sits and drunkenly revs his engine for a good ten minutes before tearing off in the wee small hours every Saturday and Sunday morning. It'll be a sad day when he inevitably ends up exploded across the tarmac like a shit-filled pinata hit by a shotgun at close range. Ram a couple of hefty uncooked spuds up his exhaust (ooer missus). Depending on the size and state of his engine it'll probably start ok and the compression will blow the spuds out, but at least he'll wonder what the hell was going on when he first turned the key. Oh, and try not to be parked behind him if you do this. Mortar-bomb spuds can leave a nasty dent. -2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rudolph Hucker Posted December 29, 2015 Share Posted December 29, 2015 Anyway, my MFADPTTGOYN is the obsolescence of radio terms like 'tranny' and 'wireless', both of which are used for other things these days. Either that, or people who use ludicrous acronyms and expect us to know what they're talking about. Tosspots I see what you did there....... -2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grim O'Grady Posted December 29, 2015 Share Posted December 29, 2015 Beams, Grimbo ? Are you in the star wars cantina ? Forgot me readers & arthritic fat fingers of course I meant beans not anything intergalactic. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grim O'Grady Posted December 29, 2015 Share Posted December 29, 2015 Ram a couple of hefty uncooked spuds up his exhaust (ooer missus). Depending on the size and state of his engine it'll probably start ok and the compression will blow the spuds out, but at least he'll wonder what the hell was going on when he first turned the key. Oh, and try not to be parked behind him if you do this. Mortar-bomb spuds can leave a nasty dent. We just bake our spuds in the oven, can't be doing with this new dangled motorbike cuisine . 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rudolph Hucker Posted December 29, 2015 Share Posted December 29, 2015 We just bake our spuds in the oven, can't be doing with this new dangled motorbike cuisine . Maybe you should try it. The benefits are manifold. -3 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grim O'Grady Posted December 29, 2015 Share Posted December 29, 2015 Maybe you should try it. The benefits are manifold. Told you Rudi these things baffle me. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Rudolph Hucker Posted December 29, 2015 Share Posted December 29, 2015 (edited) Told you Rudi these things baffle me. Wasn't the best of puns, I suppose, but didn't mean to baffle you Grim. Edited December 29, 2015 by Rudolph Hucker -2 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Grim O'Grady Posted December 29, 2015 Share Posted December 29, 2015 what, puns? I'm only just revving up pal, this is gong to be a right mash-up. 0 Quote Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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