saint francis

To the IT people monitoring this: I sit next to Barfly and he jacks off ALL THE TIME whilst sat at his desk, grunting the bosses name and complaining that the IT department are inneficient and lazy.

norwaysaint's not ginger Robsk.

Robsk's students go through their teenage years wondering why the cucumbers in the shops are a strange green colour and lack the "ginger roots" they're used to.

I can hear it now. "Sorry girls, the shop ran out of cucumbers again this morning........"

Running out of tea bags is pretty serious too.

Looking in the fridge for bacon, and there being no bacon there.

And all because of a £5 subscription.

Catch 22 by Joseph Heller. It was recommended to me by someone off the internet. I'm only one chapter in, but I like it already.

If I nag the missus, she'll take me out for walkies.

He should be relieved of his post.

It'll ruin his Crankies tribute act sideline.

A couple of rock classics that I detest: November Rain by Guns n Roses. Layla by Clapton.

Burgerlary

"The sausage was tossed away by the fleeing suspect and eaten by a dog." I love a happy ending.

Me, Jill and her tortoise are getting nuked.

Make funeral arragements. Make a Will. Get your affairs in order.

To be fair Noel had been playing bum notes all night up until that point. Sometimes you need to be told.

Join the Navy, you'll get plenty.

Eugh. You'll be suggesting we drink the milk of animals next, sicko.

I suppose the pea-windmills will have to go.

Handheld fan I thought. How amusing!

It was an "observation" gag Ponty. Clearly wasted. Fail.

If I was to retake it tomorrow I'm pretty sure I'd fail. Probably on observation.

Nice finish. We should sign him.

- When it's your round, coming back from the bar with pints of tap water saying "It's all they had".