Terminator

Please, I may turn my half century this year but I am not a complete old fart (yet). Formula 1 engineer's suicide.

Maybe she's actually already passed away, but is such an old trouper.......the show has to go on. (Still, the smell would eventually give her away.)

That was the Independent's headline....any suggestions for what the Sun would have come up with?

Perhaps....in the real world, some people have bbc.co.uk as their homepage. And sometimes, when people logon to their homepage, they sometimes read what's in front of them. I detest the word "google"...it's lazy! Despite my great age (mainly in IT), I have NEVER "googled" in my life. I'm a plain-ol' Altavista boy. Before you throw your inconsequence in my direction, please read ANY of my previous messages. I'm generally the last one to know what's happening (I'm dreading this last statement opening up subsequent replies... )

which were riddled with

Thank you, Godot. I agree entirely....I had eye laser correction therapy in the dark ages (early 90s) and I am ultra-photosensitive these days. This sunight is really painful for me. I do believe they've moved on leaps and bounds since then, but sunlight is truly my continuing curse. (Or was it the vampire bite I got in Transylvania?) Anyhow, harsh sunlight is definitely in Room 101 for me.

After hitting a sandtrap, He squatted and had a crap, "I like bunkers, just like ol'...

Just found this on the BBC website.... "Jonathan Ross will be hosting a one-off special to commemorate the 40th anniversary on BBC Two on Sunday, 3 August at 1900 BST (1800 GMT). "

It looks like Amy's got a yo-yo life ahead of her...home - rehab - home - hospital etc

.....by Carol Vorderman? Without her ear-piece prompting, I don't reckon she'd be able to count "six of the best" in any case.

No, it's merely an entry route for a pessary/suppository....depending on which "crack" you're talking about.

Seven, huh? Are they living with Snow White in some woodland "twilight home"?

the matelots had passes....

Just then....the funniest...

In snookering terms, that was the owner's worst-ever "brake". Although grinding through a frame with Griffiths would have probably done the job anyway.

You could always move away from it all...........into the 20th/21st century? I don't get it - you're implying that I'm living in the 19th century, why? Because I don't like stepping in sh*t? I'm obviously missing the point somewhere. I think (s)he is implying that you move away from the tranquil, beautiful, idyllic countryside of Wiltshire and move to a crowded, polluted sewer that calls itself a city where the odds of dying from a chav inflicted stab wound are vastly increased. (Portsmouth is not too far away, should you decide to heed this advice. I doubt they'd even be able to identify a horse at 20 paces let alone spell it) I was merely musing that, within the context of your comments, the gripe about horse sh*t could have been pulled from a Thomas Hardy novel. I'm also amazed that I'm still perceived as asexual.......hmmmmm

"fun for the family" ...said the neighbour as....

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