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thats no way to talk about the football posters pete

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@waspish wrote:

@toybulldog wrote:

bump

wot u duin here ?@???

wondered meself for a minute there waspy…………oh yeah this was the Sunday afternoon last month when a little sprite spammed away as fast as it’s lickle fingers could spam, and no one was posting – right ?

So I went through this and other old topics and bumped the ones I found interesting. Just to put up a fighting show of course.

And then like I got bored and sh1t and chased me tail for a bit then like I had a fit and it was so awesome and all that and sh1t…………..

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going back to the remarkable Beccy Adlington…..

She’s achieved all this on £12,000-a-year funding, plus £1,000-a-year from Mansfield council and a bit extra from her parents, and is now hoping to earn enough in sponsorship to pay for her goggles, ‘which aren’t cheap at £25 a pair’. What a star, and on top of that we’ve just had our most successful Olympic 48 hours in history.

On the same weekend that the Premiership returned rattling its jewellery…….

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Over the moor, take me to the moor
Dig a shallow grave
And I’ll lay me down

Over the moor, take me to the moor
Dig a shallow grave
And I’ll lay me down

Lesley-Anne, with your pretty white beads
Oh John, you’ll never be a man
And you’ll never see your home again
Oh Manchester, so much to answer for

Edward, see those alluring lights ?
Tonight will be your very last night

A woman said : ” I know my son is dead
I’ll never rest my hands on his sacred head “

Hindley wakes and Hindley says :
Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, and says :
” Oh, wherever he has gone, I have gone “

But fresh lilaced moorland fields
Cannot hide the stolid stench of death
Fresh lilaced moorland fields
Cannot hide the stolid stench of death

Hindley wakes and says :
Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, Hindley wakes, and says :
” Oh, whatever he has done, I have done “

But this is no easy ride
For a child cries :

” Oh, find me … find me, nothing more
We are on a sullen misty moor
We may be dead and we may be gone
But we will be, we will be, we will be, right by your side
Until the day you die
This is no easy ride
We will haunt you when you laugh
Yes, you could say we’re a team
You might sleep
You might sleep
You might sleep
But you will never dream
Oh, you might sleep
But you will never dream
You might sleep
But you will never dream “

Oh Manchester, so much to answer for
Oh Manchester, so much to answer for

Oh, find me, find me !
Find me !
I’ll haunt you when you laugh
Oh, I’ll haunt you when you laugh
You might sleep
But you will never dream !
Oh …
Over the moors, I’m on the moor
Oh, over the moor
Oh, the child is on the moor

Morrissey
Suffer Little Children

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@chickenman wrote:

What on next week, perfect penis’s and how to get one :lol: I will never be able to look at Lisa Rodgers the same again. A bit of a change from scrapeheap challange, or is it ???

LOL !

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I’m now completely on Beijing time and it’s well cosmic…..

Hi !!

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what’s actor doing on top of that van ?

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I predict that next years winner will be a blind racist albino gay who loves blinking

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feck me, another Celtic Cabal thread

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true, I tried swimming after him and managed to get halfway up the front garden path.

Had to walk back because the neighbours were staring again.

so that does it, I’m gonna play my Bulgarian Rockabilly really loud tonight.

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