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LUV THE EXPLODING-PUSSY VERSION

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A special anniversary today, for our two freinds, really; very sad,in fact. Five years ago, this week we were all out together for a pre-Christmas drink,(we do this every year. Wife's best friend received a phone call to say her youngest son had been injured in a pub fight involving several blokes. To cut a long saga short; some t**t put a snooker ball in a sock, and hit him over the head with it, just as he came through the door. He was rushed to hospital---- but sadly died. The moron who did it, only served 18 months for it.. We still meet up at this time, in his memory.. So,--- sorry to dampen spirits, but wanted to share it with you all. Be careful when you'r out for a nice evening,--Some real Jerks out there

Thanks , and all the best of every-thing to you and your family... AND-- the same to all forum members, from, the goferit gang..

Better than others she've sung. --Gay?? nahhh!! I like George Michael songs , but I'm no turd-burglar

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SERVO

Nick the Dragon Slayer obsessed over the Queen for this reason. He knew that the penalty for his desire would be death should he try to touch them, but he had to try. One day Nick revealed his secret desire to his colleague, Horatio the Physician, the King's chief doctor. Horatio thought about this and said that he could arrange for Nick to more than satisfy his desire, but it would cost him 1 000 gold coins to arrange it. Without pause Nick readily agreed to the scheme. The next day, Horatio made a batch of itching powder and poured a little bit into the Queen's bra while she bathed. Soon after she dressed, the itching commenced and grew intense. Upon being summoned to the Royal Chambers to address this incident, Horatio informed the King and Queen that only a special saliva, if applied for four hours, would cure this type of itch, and that tests had shown that only the saliva of Nick would work as the antidote to cure the itch. The King, eager to help his Queen, quickly summoned Nick to their chambers. Horatio then slipped Nick the antidote for the itching powder, which he put into his mouth, and for the next four hours, Nick worked passionately on the Queen's large and magnificent breasts. The Queen's itching was eventually relieved, and Nick left satisfied and hailed as a hero. Upon returning to his chamber, Nick found Horatio demanding his payment of 1000 gold coins. With his obsession now satisfied, Nick couldn't have cared less knowing that Horatio could never report this matter to the King and with a laugh told him to get Lost. The next day, Horatio slipped a massive dose of the same itching powder into the kings underwear. The king immediately-------- ------------------------------summoned Nick.

SANDAL

I enjoyed the very 1st one-- reading the rave reviews on here, I gave it a look-----Boorrriinnngg----sorry, thought it was crap

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I'D HAVE WALKED AWAY TOO!! NEVER TROUBLE TROUBLE, TILL TROUBLE, TROUBLES YOU!! Not that I'm scared ,like, but 3 to 1 odds NO-way!! --and for what?? These twats are just Gob-shites & cowards, and wouldn't take some-one on, a -- 1 to 1 basis.. Enjoy your drink & be glad you ain't them..----Arse-wipes!!!

1st of all I'd be wearing gloves,--- small point;---- I see nothing wrong with kit that will save lives. I take it this isn't yet on the market?--so I would like to see some test done with a real person demonstrating it. THEN at what cost?? Oh, Yeah---- how many counties will it take to stop you bouncing??

COAT

Two businessmen were sitting down for a break in their soon-to-be new shop... As yet, the shop wasn't ready, with only a few shelves set up. One said to the other, "I bet any minute now some pensioner is going to walk by, put his face to the window, and ask what we're selling." No sooner were the words out of his mouth when, sure enough, a curious old woman walked to the window, had a peek, and in a soft voice asked, "What are you selling here?" One of the men said, sarcastically, --- Arse-holes!!--- Without pausing for breath, the old lady replied, "You're doing o.k. I see, there are only two left"

I used to years ago, but in the years since I've had to take Warfarin, mine is unacceptable ,cos the recipient would 'bleed-out'.

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