From the internet:
Q: How can you tell when a Mansfield lass is having an orgasm?
A: She drops her chips
That'll be the American Mansfield mate. It's all about the kebabs around here

From the internet:
Q: How can you tell when a Mansfield lass is having an orgasm?
A: She drops her chips

Jeez, what are they making it out of?............................wait..........................don't answer thatRHC can go all Walter White and the Cheese can be his car wash. He already isn't getting along with his unit and he can get Redlad to be his Pinkman.
Soon extra pure yellow meth will be circulating Latchford.

My local growing up was a proper old style pub. Pool table, dart board, showed sport on the tv all the time including the horses on a Sunday for the gamblers, didn't serve food but put out roast potatoes and snacks on the bar for free on Sunday, still had the same falling apart decor and furniture that'd been there from what must have been decades, kept prices reasonable and was basically only frequented by the same local punters who mostly fancied themselves as retired gangsters.
To anyone who hadn't been there it was seen as a rough pub and often wasn't particularly busy, but I absolutely loved it. Even worked there for a while as a second job. The couple who ran it had been in the pub game a long time and never moved with the times, would get pissed with the punters and were lovely people.
When they finally decided to pack it in the pub was bought out and totally refurbished. Dart board, pool table and tv went straight away, work clothes got banned and they started to serve overpriced food. To me it totally destroyed the character of the pub and it was the last proper pub left in the area. Now it is constantly busy, makes a **** load of money and only a handful of the old locals will still go in there for a drink.
It's the same for all old school pubs, they can't survive without moving with the times so eventually they get turned into gentrified pubs for a different type of punter.
yeah but the prior owners ran it into the ground and didn't make it welcoming to anyone else and neither did clientele.
You need to welcome newb in or they die. you don't need to rip the heart out of anything to be welcoming.

Jeez, what are they making it out of?............................wait..........................don't answer that![]()
Yo @Red Hadron Collider I stole the barrels of methylamine from the warehouse ... when we cooking ??
I used to love my local, literally spent Thursday-Sunday in there - mid day Saturday til close etc. pretty much owned the place in the end!
We all started in there when we were 16, couple years down the line asked for a little spread etc for one of our birthdays... Land lords face was a picture when he found out it was for his 18th
Good times


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Got in there after work last night and I'm still not exactly sure what's happening. As you know, Denice and her family are from Co Durham and have very broad North East accents. In addition, both Denice and her sister were ****ered when I got there, so I couldn't really make head or tail out of what they were saying
As I understand it, she handed her notice in yesterday and her regional manager is coming to see her today. They want her to stay on while they find a relief manager or somesuch. No idea what's happening about the gas being switched off today and I really don't know if it'll be open. I'll find out later, no doubt![]()
I would presume this was drinking the stock so I'm sure the whole think will be just fine
What exactly do you mean by that?
Dunno. Just make sure you're wearing some new trainers for the closing party
