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Xbox Gamertag: Sgt Beanpod.
I'm shite at Call of Duty but if you want an idiot to run across open ground for you, I'm in.
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DORSET, ENGLAND, 53, male, old enough to know better.
Pig Nonsense. The book what I wrote. Available on Amazon.
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FP-IST.
FRONT PAGE EXPERT.
TEACHER OF FRONT PAGE TECHNIQUES.
FRONT PAGE LORD.
BOOK "HOW TO FRONT PAGE" AVAILABLE IN ALL GOOD BOOK SHOPS.
PRIVATE FRONT PAGE LESSONS.
Xbox Gamertag: Sgt Beanpod.
I'm shite at Call of Duty but if you want an idiot to run across open ground for you, I'm in.
DORSET based photographer.
DORSET, ENGLAND, 53, male, old enough to know better.
Pig Nonsense. The book what I wrote. Available on Amazon.
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If your plastic fox turd is missing please inform your newsagent.
Click for much the same (380 kb)
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New York Times: “Titanic Sinks Four Hours After Hitting Iceberg” [16th April 1912].
There, I did it. Sue me.
(Sun 20th Dec 2015, 17:32, More)
There, I did it. Sue me.
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» Shit Claims to Fame II
I did Bjork up the wrong 'un in a Poundland in Romford.
Oh no, wait...that was a dream I had.
(Sat 22nd Sep 2012, 21:43, More)
I did Bjork up the wrong 'un in a Poundland in Romford.
Oh no, wait...that was a dream I had.
(Sat 22nd Sep 2012, 21:43, More)
» I'm Sorry I've Written A Joke
What's yellow and very dangerous?
China.
(Sat 20th Jul 2019, 1:26, More)
What's yellow and very dangerous?
China.
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» I'm Sorry I've Written A Joke
Q. Why did the horse cross its legs?
A. It REALLY needed a poo.
(Thu 10th May 2018, 22:48, More)
Q. Why did the horse cross its legs?
A. It REALLY needed a poo.
(Thu 10th May 2018, 22:48, More)
» Housemates From Hell III
The Crossbow Killer.
I lived in a shared flat in Stafford Uni's tower blocks in the early 90s. One flatmate had a liking for weapons - he had a replica of Deckard's pistol in Bladerunner, an air rifle which had double maglite sight and was uprated , several paintball guns and a blank firing desert eagle replica which he once fired in the flat and left a ringing in our ears for two days.
His prize weapon was a full-size crossbow. Moments of madness included firing it through our front door, across the hall and into the neighbours front door and the time he shot one of the doves which visited the balcony of everybody's flats. We got some right stick from the female inhabitants of the tower blocks for that. Might be because he shot it point blank through its head and left the bloodied corpse at the foot of the flats for a full day. The bolt disappeared into the council estate somewhere. We never found it.
(Mon 16th Mar 2015, 10:21, More)
The Crossbow Killer.
I lived in a shared flat in Stafford Uni's tower blocks in the early 90s. One flatmate had a liking for weapons - he had a replica of Deckard's pistol in Bladerunner, an air rifle which had double maglite sight and was uprated , several paintball guns and a blank firing desert eagle replica which he once fired in the flat and left a ringing in our ears for two days.
His prize weapon was a full-size crossbow. Moments of madness included firing it through our front door, across the hall and into the neighbours front door and the time he shot one of the doves which visited the balcony of everybody's flats. We got some right stick from the female inhabitants of the tower blocks for that. Might be because he shot it point blank through its head and left the bloodied corpse at the foot of the flats for a full day. The bolt disappeared into the council estate somewhere. We never found it.
(Mon 16th Mar 2015, 10:21, More)