» World's Sickest Joke

oh dear...
what do you call a double jointed quadroplegic in a wheelchair?

a transformer


1st post, go easy...
(Tue 6th Dec 2005, 19:05, More)

» Stuff I've found

Another money story with a twist
Working in a nightclub, you always find loose change at the end of the night, a good treasure hunt can yield a fiver in change, or a pack of smokes back in the days before the ban.

One wonderous/iffy night, I did find a lovely brand spanking new £20 note under a table... held down with a jam rag. A used one no less, and she was ragging like a bastard.

Good job I had that bucket of hot water, laundered that twenty right up
(Fri 7th Nov 2008, 11:02, More)

» Common

Living on Anglesey, I spend most of my time in Bangor...
We get the best chavs ever - i even studied them for my (half-arsed) degree.

Our chavs wear the tracksuits, float round in packs, perch a cap on the absolute back of their head at some impossible angle, fight any normal person if they look twice, the usual things these gobshites do.

But NOW, NOW!! they even walk around town with their hands down the front of their pants. I don't know if they're keeping it warm, or practising their counting skills, but you want common? Come to Bangor
(Thu 16th Oct 2008, 18:47, More)

» Rubbish Towns

Caernarfon
Makes Rhyl look classy

nuff said
(Fri 30th Oct 2009, 13:13, More)

» Panic Buying

dunno about panic buying, but this is ace
my brother's birthday is on Christmas Day, and this year, he's working in the local nuthouse until 5pm. Never mind.

Working in the shithole that is a book distributors in North Wales, i managed to nick enough bubblewrap to make him a bedsheet.

(but then i did take a sickie on my last day before we shut, and left it there. Fucksocks)
(Sat 24th Dec 2005, 1:36, More)