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Simply because I have been repressing my inner rage all day as my kids are having a sleepover, I would like to propose the inaugural LFW Fist Magnet Award for person or persons most deserving of a fourpenny one up the bracket.
I do not feel like a room without a roof. I will not be clapping along.
'What do we want? We don't know! When do we want it? Now!'
Robbie Williams Olly fcuking Murrs Tony Blair Ken Livingston James Cordon Jamie Redknapp Kat Moon Danny Dyer
And Bowles is onside, Swinburne has come rushing out of his goal , what can Bowles do here , onto the left foot no, on to the right foot
That’s there that’s two, and that’s Bowles
Brian Moore
Thanks for that Mr Sheen. Great read. Amazing set of circumstances and good Detective work and technical wizardry( I thought mobiles were well and truly dead when thrown in a lake). The '' map my run'' app on the witness' phone was central to the case..And the Anglers going back again.. Great story with a satisfying ending..
And Dorse, as for your assumed hatred of Pharrell, I hope it's not just for the hat which I personally think was a nice touch, smuggling SWP into the awards ceremony like that.
And Dorse, as for your assumed hatred of Pharrell, I hope it's not just for the hat which I personally think was a nice touch, smuggling SWP into the awards ceremony like that.
I hate that rooting root. i wanna punch that muvva rooter right in the rooting face.
I hate that rooting root. i wanna punch that muvva rooter right in the rooting face.
Lol .Root is strictly a verb over here. That good old Saxon word f'ck still rules the roost for everything else.
Your phrase ''I hate that rooting root. i wanna punch that muvva rooter right in the rooting face.'' doesn't work Realistically it would be ' I hate that f'cking c'nt.I wanna punch that muvva f'cker right in the f'cking face.I caught the f'cking c'nt rooting my Mrs''.
Did I mention the C bomb is big in these parts too
Ugh. The kids' friends are still here. I was hoping it was all some sort of fevered nightmare caused by accidentally ingesting peyote after buying a dodgy falafel from Fatty Amal's Kebab House. Sadly not. The focus of my rage this morning shall be the chinless, wet-lipped ponce that is...
Right. In. The. Nuts.
'What do we want? We don't know! When do we want it? Now!'
her performance in the 600 meter rifle 12 bore (kneeling) in the hot dust bowls of the Khyber Pakhtunkhwa has given her omnipotent powers
This plucky young competitor showed composure and steel in front of a partisan hostile crowd of ak47 gun totting pashtun , making a mockery of her tender years.
As the mercurial Cloughie would would say ..'if youre good enough , youre old enpugh'
I predict a bright future for this fiercely competitive young lady, particularly on the after dinner speaking circuit for Labour party functions, while Wilf the D day swordfish beach veteran chrysalises into a stalactite watching Paul o' Grady interview a 17 stone drag queen on phone hacking , in his front room which boasts lower tempretures than the kuiper belt.
given that she has won every award possible for being shot i would like to award her best Chingford publican of the year( free house category), for her fine selection of cask ales.
terminate...with extreme prejudice.
"...The monkey is never dead, Dealer. The monkey never dies. When you kick him off, he just hides in a corner, waiting his turn."
john barrowman gregg wallace davina mcoll micky norcross gemma collins craig charles peter mandleson women dj's stella creasey kevin bond niko krankys team photo.
"...The monkey is never dead, Dealer. The monkey never dies. When you kick him off, he just hides in a corner, waiting his turn."
And Bowles is onside, Swinburne has come rushing out of his goal , what can Bowles do here , onto the left foot no, on to the right foot
That’s there that’s two, and that’s Bowles
Brian Moore
I'll see your Dermot O'Leary and raise you that woman who presents The Voice. Not Rita Ora, though. She provokes primal urges within me.
Whilst digressing slightly from the topic, I had to endure some of The Voice last night. What the feck was that woman, I assume a woman anyway, that sang a whole song with her face covered in what can only be described as Dougal from the Magic Roundabout on her head?
Sorry link doesn't work as I'd hoped but actually Clarkson and his "victim" deserve to be fist magnets, for their stupidity, but going to A&E with a slightly split lip seems a bit wimpish to me unless he was trying to get Clarkson sacked and put himself out of work.
Bloody hell, where was this thread when I was getting pelters on the Karl Henry thread by Dunderheaded Literalists who think cries for violence on a message board are real?
Just had a lazy pub lunch - all is well with the world. Would have been better with another couple of pints of Atlantic IPA but I'm not complaining. With that in mind, I renounce impotent rage against minor celebrities (unless they really deserve it by, say, presenting a show trying to find Britain's best amatuer artist, to pick an example completely at random).
Anyway, here is a picture of Godzilla shooting King Kong in the nuts.
'What do we want? We don't know! When do we want it? Now!'
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