It would be better to make a Professional Ned Simulator where you kill as many as you can in a certain amount of time :))
Hate them, and they have infested Central Scotland
last time I was in Scotland was 2014, I spent the day going round Edinburgh, and Glasgow, since I hadn't been there literally since about 1985. I didn't see a single scally, ned, or smackheed....They must have all migrated to other parts of the country :))
Funny as the train was going through North Berwick I was thinking there's a couple of wossers live here. Sad innit, I'm supposed to be spending a nice day out with the wife, and all I can think is Wossers, and beer.
Was the same when I went to Whitby, all I could think was I'll abandon the wife, and mother in law at some old castle or monestary, and send mel the bell a message, and we can get p*ssed :))
Never happened, and the wife was quite annoyed, but then she let me go to almost every bar in Whitby anyway to try the local tipples....Strange girl at times :))
Well I suppose someone HAS to come from Bognor Regis, although we don't let him forget it, you have to walk in the road as the pavements are so narrow and EVERYONE from there except Graz, is rather chunky !
Every time I read that the oldest person in the world has died, I have to do a quick check to see it isn't ME..........
Comments
The question is when. It's like Mogwai, what time can you give them their brekky if they're on an early shift...?
He could have least said "you clumsy Colin" and kept it on topic.
Fried up by Paulo McDonald, Angelo Macclaghan, Joseppi McDougal, Antonio William Wallace, and Angus Batali Pommadoro Santangelo :))
I hear they fry some good pizza slices, and chocolate bars as well...
Hate them, and they have infested Central Scotland
Funny as the train was going through North Berwick I was thinking there's a couple of wossers live here. Sad innit, I'm supposed to be spending a nice day out with the wife, and all I can think is Wossers, and beer.
Was the same when I went to Whitby, all I could think was I'll abandon the wife, and mother in law at some old castle or monestary, and send mel the bell a message, and we can get p*ssed :))
Never happened, and the wife was quite annoyed, but then she let me go to almost every bar in Whitby anyway to try the local tipples....Strange girl at times :))