Boudicca

"Time, gentlemen, please!" Around eleven is my guess.

Fake the Moon Landings.

Did anyone send him a message? Something along the lines of, "I hope he recovers in time to see in the New Year" might have been appropriate.

Absolutely! Millwall, you're halfway to twuntdom. I salute you!

It was called "Need a shoulder to cry on? Then get down on your knees!" His greatest crime was deleting that. It was a terrific topic title.

I hate her for dying and spoiling this joke: Q: What goes in and out and stinks of piss? A: The Queen Mother doing the Hokey Cokey.

Are you sure you weren't sitting under a bridge waiting for goats? (Oh ghosts)

Your humble servant happened to be sitting in a police station relishing a Golden Wonder Pot Noodle. Spooky or what? Perhaps Mr. TF has remakable powers!

Strictly speaking, I'm not a "Lady". I'm quite sure that goes double for Josco.

It explains everything! Thank you.

This one is quite fetching. I might use it next Halloween.

That's the spirit!

I'd like to start on Dean Gaffney. I met him in a club and he was an absolute eejit!

Find your soulmate.

A fitting tribute. Don't forget to post here when it happens.

Michael Jackson and that Bashir documentary...

And a few hair extensions.

Child Killer Jesse Pomeroy appears to have been reincarnated as a rather famous pop star

We've missed you Mr VileBody.

Perhaps you should change the title of this thread to, "Winter Holiday", Lady Die. Although people of non-Christian faiths may have no problem with it, it might offend a white, middle-class, lefty graduate who's been on too many equality and diversity courses wthout ever actually speaking to to somebody from a minority group.

You remakeable Twunt Banshees! I'm so happy for you

Is he related to Ronald McDonald? Is this Christiano Ronaldo? I can certainly see a resemblance, Mr Josco. Perhaps they are cousins.

How delightful! What a pity it's not for sale

My Secret Aled Jones Shame When I was fourteen, a friend claimed to have met Aled Jones. I didn't believe her, so I wrote to him asking if it was true. I added all sorts of other stuff about how I was his greatest fan, and how dreamy he was, in the hope that he would be more inclined to reply. All I received was this signed photo. Aled the Dreamy. A month or so later, he was interviewed on television and read out the whole letter on air much to the delight of my mates.

Put stuff on your cat, whilst playing games with Johnny Depp. 700!