A couple down our street were getting a bit of grief a few years ago. He was a 10,000 metre runner and she was a sprinter. Folk didn't take to mixed race couples back then.
I was on a Scrabble team with Midge Ure. We had four tiles left, but they meant nothing to me. O, V, N, R.
I'm waiting for someone to start a 'we're protesting against protesters' group, who show up wherever there are protesters and disrupt whatever they're protesting about on that day, which usually depends on whether it's raining or not or has the possibility of being televised I'm also wanting to see them try it at the boxing
Looks like this thread could hit 25,000 posts by the end of the week ... ... the funny posts might hit double figures by Christmas
A mother decided to clean up her teenage son’s bedroom She found a load of BDSM gear Whips handcuffs etc She decided to consult her husband What shall we do about it she asks The husband suggests that they probably shouldn't spank him
About a month before he died, my grandfather covered his back with lard . . . . after that he went downhill very quickly. My Dad died peacefully in his sleep last week . . . . unlike the 52 passengers on his bus. My uncle fell unconscious on the baggage carousel, but it's okay . . . . he's coming around slowly.
