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» Buses

Late one night...

A mate and I had been out in Leeds until the small hours and having run out of money we were faced with a walk back to Whitkirk...My mate did not fancy this and came up with the bright idea of breaking into the bus depot in town and 'borrowing' a bus.

I stood outside to act as look out as he went in....after about 20 minutes of the sound of engines starting, reversing, stopping, more starting, reversing and stopping I went in to see what was going on.

"Why all the moving about?" Asks I.

"The number 18 is right at the back." Comes his reply...


"Don't be a tit..." I say. "There's a 57 just here, we can get off at Crossgates and walk."



I'm here all week folks....
(Mon 29th Jun 2009, 22:47, More)

» I don't understand the attraction

Banksy.
Ooooh.....Well done....you've invented the stencil....That's SOOO edgy...

In fact.....Fuck it....All of the 'art' set.

Hirst, Emin and all the others taking millions for pumping out utter drivel that the 'art world' think is the best thing they ever saw.

It's the emperor's new clothes for the modern age with everyone too scared to say 'er...thats utter wank' lest the other critics turn on them for 'not getting it'.


Fuck them all with a big hammer.
(Sun 18th Oct 2009, 19:11, More)

» Festivals

Once
I stood in a muddy field with Mr Kilmer and Mr Doonican. They had neckwear featuring pictures of small red felt hats.


It was one of my favorite Fez Tie Vals.
(Fri 5th Jun 2009, 17:35, More)

» Puns

I'm a Klingon using Garnier Nutrisse.


Today is a GOOD day to Dye.
(Thu 5th Mar 2009, 17:16, More)

» That's me on TV!

some time ago
I had an affair with an american woman, she was from Des Moins. It was a few years after we broke up that she rang me out of the blue, to tell me she had a child by me, she found out she was pregnant after returning to the states, and that now he was growing up and was asking about his daddy and she thought it only right to tell me about him, hopefully so he and I could meet.

I was shocked, as you can imagine....This had come out of the blue, but I agreed to meet them...she was visiting the UK and would bring the boy to meet me.

He was a delightful child and the meeting went very well...that is, until it came to dinner time....We'd been out all day and the young fellow was hungry...It was then that she told me about 'specialness'...he was slightly autistic, andthe only food he would eat for his evening meal was alphabeti spaghetti, but only after he had first checked that all the letters of the alphabet were present.......I know, funny huh?!!!......

Well....as I opened the can, it slipped a little and spilled some letters out...I scooped them up and put them in the pan with the others and cooked them......When the lad started to check the letters he went mental...there was a letter missing and no amount of care and compassion to his plight would calm him down.....In the end he was raging so much his mother had to take him away...and I never saw him again.....

but...Imagine my shock when I walked into the kitchen and spotted the missing letter stuck to the front of a kitchen cupboard, where it had slid off the worktop in a tomato juice slick...

Yes...I was amazed to find that Iowa Son Tea V...




Aythankqueue
(Mon 15th Jun 2009, 12:48, More)
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