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Bay City Rollers Fan comes out of the closet.

Cheers h, my teenage years have finally arrived, woohoo!

It'd be a waste of good ammo.

What would you know, Knotapotato?

And in the road. A rough pile of snow round our way in the road way was a mound about 1m high and 2m in diameter. It really would make a mess of your front bumper on a dark night. Wouldn't a metre-high mound of snow be highly visible, even on a dark night? Only if you're sober, have both headlights working and aren't leaning out the side window toking a joint. Hence Ali's predicament.

Couldn't pick between these two, so here's an extra.

Never gonna give you up, never gonna let you down. Bansheerolled!

My money's on pretty conclusive evidence of arsenic-based organic molecules on one the moons of Saturn. Thus proving organic nonterresrtrial life exists and doesn't necessarily take the form we'd expected previously. I'm happy to be proven wrong, as whatever it is, it's going to be interesting. Like I said though; moons of Saturn

Men, united.

Not content to just be known as the Ship's Bum, Elton wanted to go down (f'nah, f'nah) in history as the Port's Mouth.

With any luck, no one will notice my fat arms if I put them behind me like this.

We took a vote in the office and unanimously decided that she definitely takes it up the arse. Another quick office poll just came back unanimous that it's not her that takes it up the arse. "She was raised in a modern five-bedroom detached house in the Berkshire village of Bucklebury and her family, who are self-made millionaires, run a mail order toy and party goods company." Are the two preceding sentences linked in some way, I wonder?

I trust Willie Thorne wasn't the only one to go on to sink the pink, RA.

I had no idea who/what Esure and Michael Winner is, but a quick Google later informed that "On New Year's Day 2007 Winner acquired the bacterial infection, Vibrio vulnificus from an oyster meal in Barbados. He almost had to have a leg amputated and was on the brink of death on several occasions. Before he fully recovered Winner caught the "hospital superbug", MRSA." A sequence of events that, no doubt, you approve of Lardy.

No, it can't rehabilitate but it's a pretty sure fire way of guaranteeing they're not going to re-offend.

On a similar note Josco, I recently acquired a 32Gb iPhone 4. This being my first interaction with this generation of smartphone, I've got to admit, it's the duck's nut.

Nobody should write noone. That kind of contraction is valid nowhere.

Really? Do you have a list of races or skin colours that aren't as trustworthy? I shall circulate it to my local schools and child care facilities immediately.

Climb a TV tower. Watch this video if you dare. Trust me, it's worth sitting through the whole thing. It gave me the sweats when he... oh, just watch it.

Check out where Lady Luck's cranky sister Bad Luck Bitch has visited recently.

I once stole from Sir Clive Sinclair. He must have had a little too much rum and coke one night, as the following morning when boxing up his postal deliveries, he mistakenly sent me two ZX Spectrums instead of the one I had paid for. I sold one and bought loads of computer game bling with the cold hard cash. Probably Chucky Egg and Manic Miner and all sort of other technological marvels.

Someone from the list needs to surreptitiously paint/etch/engrave a devil's trap on/under her final resting place, and salt and burn her bones. Just to be sure.

Twisted maybe, sad no. The quote does seem a little odd coming from an ex-pat , why an ex-pat? maybe left the sinking ship when the Lady came to power with all her Public school conservative cronies started to ruin this great country!!!! I for one will gladly drink a toast to her passing. The sooner the better. There's more straw men in that article than at a Worzel Gummidge convention.

Thatcher discussing an assassination attempt... Indeed, the loveliest day is just around the corner, it seems.

That'll be because this is the squid thread and not the fucking octopus thread. There is a difference, you know, as anyone with even the most basic knowledge of things cephalopodic would be able to tell you. Ten legs good, eight legs bad.