Lard Bazaar

She hardly ‘allowed’ it. She wasn’t a party to the proceedings. She sure sounds like a bitch from her son’s article but I’m pretty sure she didn’t give Woody her blessing to get with her daughter.

I’ve made that face on many occasions.

I’m not very well. I have a UTI and am feeling sick and slightly confused. I might be worth a spot on the list next year.

You must be well minted if you can afford tickets twice!

Cunt.

That article though - it’s not tough to land jobs because she’s in her 50s, it’s tough to land jobs because she looks like she came out of a plumber’s tool-bag.

Honestly though, me and me mate would always go in the men’s bogs in the pub because the queue for the ladies was always massive and we drank pints of lager and once you’ve broken the seal you have to go! And there’d be blokes standing at the troughs pissing on their slip-ons while we slopped through the puddles into the one cubicle and the blokes would try and look over the top and me mate would be ready with a punch to their face as it appeared over the door. Oh how I loved being a teenager!

As I often tell the man of the house, mine smell of chocolates and roses

MotoGP World Champion Nicky Hayden on this day last year

I’m a girl and I’m more than happy to have separate bogs because I’ve been in men’s toilets (to write my phone number on the walls, just in case Deathray was wondering), and they FUCKING STINK.

Pob was a hero and anyone that disagrees is a nob.

It is early and I am still hungover from a spangling on Friday night but I can’t see anything different.

Not a Deathray meltdown I hope. Look out Random Strange Men Of The Internet, I’m coming to shag you all!

Elton John looks a fucking mess.

Some songs take you back to a specific moment in your life and that’s one of them. And I’m obvs hip too

Looking too much isn’t necessarily a bad thing. I also wondered about Harry’s parentage until it was evidenced that she didn’t even meet that ginger spiv until after Harry was born. But to be honest and with the utmost respect, the bit about William and Harry not getting on is absolute bunkum, if you’ll pardon my French!

FFS

Yeh and mine’s like a mouse’s earhole

Quantity is not necessarily an indicator of quality.

James Whale’s wife’s died, he has tweeted.