I can live with you pretending to be my son but if Joey B was my boy I would have drowned him at birth.
Well Channon walked on H2O you certainly know how to insult a man. My sperm doesn't contain enough nasty genes to create a child like Joey B.
Can't help but feel like this is some sort of vendetta. Admit to enjoying my posts and we can be friends
Or to create someone as dynamic, intelligent and therefore successful as me... Plus my mother wasn't stupid enough to go round getting romantically engaged with persons from sub-standard areas, such as Swaythling.
Channon the very lovely Mrs Godders has just read your post and has asked me to explain who this Joey is. No explanation of mine seems to satisfy her at the moment and she has just stormed out of the room. 40 years ago she would have gone back to her mothers for a few days to cool off but this is serious now. You do realise you have wrecked the harmony of my peaceful household by your flippant but unfounded accusations. She has just stormed back in the room and said he is no child of hers so he must be one of my little bastards. She seemed surprised when I said her statement would be true if she left me out of it.
This could make a TV series about a dysfunctional family. Can I be the old crone in the rocking chair who owns the house so they can't get rid of her.
I really don't care, like I've said before, I couldn't give a toss what anyone on here thinks about about me or calls me. I get called much worse things on a daily basis, some of it deserved.
So you really are Joey B's brother. It must have been Immaculate Conception for you and him then as I have never been with another woman. The very lovely Mrs Godders is the only woman for me and if you have ever seen her you would know that this is true.
