(Well more of a song really, although a modern derivation may be called 'Rap') Pete & Dud at their obscene best: "As I was was walking down the street one day I saw a house on fire. There was a man, shouting and screaming from an upper storey window For he was so afraid! Jump, you facker jump. Jump in to this blanket what we are 'olding, and you will be orite. He jumped. Hit the deck. Broke 'is fackin' neck. There was no blanket. Laff. We nearly shat. I 'av not laffed so much since Grandma died, or Auntie Mable caught her left teet in the mangle. We are miserable sinners. Fil-il-ilfy fackers. Arseeeeeee-'oles!!" Humour aint what it used to be. Who needs all this alternative comedy crap anyway?
"So...what's the worst job you ever 'ad?" If you had been there, you'd know what Pete's worst ever job was!
My arse is in full flow. Why else would anyone post on here if they are not sat having a dump, with nowt better to do whilst they do? What else do you do whilst having a dump. Newspapers are just so yesterday's toilet reading...
