Either you love 'em or you hate 'em. Or in the case of Fred West - both. Tell us your ankle-biter stories.
(, Thu 17 Apr 2008, 15:10)
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It's making me feel broody.
Sorry, I meant moody.
(, Wed 23 Apr 2008, 14:33, closed)
ring 0800-cockinabox.
sorry.
(, Wed 23 Apr 2008, 14:37, closed)
as booby.
*shakes head at self*
(, Wed 23 Apr 2008, 14:38, closed)
I read you first line as bloody, eh?
(, Wed 23 Apr 2008, 14:58, closed)
You're such a doody.
Sorry, I meant Rudey.
(, Wed 23 Apr 2008, 14:58, closed)
Of babies and children.....
It's making me feel hungry...
(, Wed 23 Apr 2008, 14:59, closed)
I was about to suggest a lie down in a darkened room with copious amounts of alcohol until the feeling wore off!
(, Wed 23 Apr 2008, 15:00, closed)
With copious amounts of alcohol?
I'm up for that, it's how all my best memories start...
(, Wed 23 Apr 2008, 15:03, closed)
careful - I'm pretty sure that's how my two kids started!
(, Wed 23 Apr 2008, 15:04, closed)
Don't tell them that!
Or if you do, describe it in graphic detail.
Or don't...
(, Wed 23 Apr 2008, 15:06, closed)
Eventually realised it was just wind.
(, Wed 23 Apr 2008, 15:08, closed)
T minus 50 mins.
(, Wed 23 Apr 2008, 15:12, closed)
I'm off early to get a seat. Damn b3tards.
Can we have Friggin' Friday as well? I know, but I like it soooooo much.
(, Wed 23 Apr 2008, 15:41, closed)
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