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At the moment, I'm currently updating FleaToon every weekday! I'm also doing some indie game reviews and shit on youTube every Friday!

Recent front page messages:

Bindun?

(Wed 6th Oct 2010, 23:08, More)

Thanks to rob for putting THIS image in my head...
Shitler Cowell!

Its a self-doing version of the "dirty sanchez"... I call it the "sHitler".
(Wed 22nd Jan 2003, 20:02, More)

Bloody Roads!
Internet Superhighway! Indeed!

clicky for a little bigger
(Tue 17th Dec 2002, 19:02, More)

The daleks finally hit us where it hurt...
...in the condiments!

Bugger!

Bugger! Clicky For Big!
(Mon 2nd Dec 2002, 17:14, More)

They were so nieve.
KABOOM!
(Fri 15th Nov 2002, 13:05, More)

Ostrich Owner Tip #47
Always put the toilet seat down!

Next Time... I'll rub his beak in it!
(Sun 10th Nov 2002, 20:05, More)

After the tragic accident...
...poor Penfold was left to fend for himself.

Crikey!
(Fri 25th Oct 2002, 16:01, More)

he visits for the kittens
Woo. Yay. Wooflah!
(Thu 1st Aug 2002, 10:14, More)

awww... can we keep it?
Can We Keep It?
(Sun 21st Jul 2002, 15:18, More)

high heels
are good for your calves!

Nice Calves!
(Sun 21st Jul 2002, 12:37, More)

Best answers to questions:

» Child Labour

Pikey Cunt
My cousin used to work on a milkround when he was a young-un (around 14) and I was around 3 years younger. I had guessed it didn't pay very much and involved getting up at around 4 every morning. So he jacked it in.

It wasn't until the next week, when I stayed at his for a few days, that I actually found out why he stopped working on the milk-rounds.

He prodded me awake on the Thursday morning at 3, told me to get dressed... then handed me a black balaclava. Once attired, he walked me around his old milk round. Casually walking up to doorways he used to deliver to - then come back to the street.

It turns out that Thursday was the day when people left their payment out on the doorstep for the milkman to pick up - and THAT payed more than the job itself.

That cousin was/is a cunt, and I don't speak to him today.
(Fri 17th Feb 2006, 18:10, More)