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I could turn this into yet another gay shagfest if it would help.

She sewed me name into practically everything else. The underscore must have been tricky.

Shit, shat, geschotten.

Do you seriously fancy him? I thought that was a wind up too? Well that's a bit of a logical leap, I must say. Since you clearly want to know what twangs my pink bow, though, I don't think he's a bad-looking lad and he seems canny enough. Bit young even for my tastes though. I'll leave him and his "gorgeous eyes" to the cradle-snatching likes of our resident weekend pisshead. None of which has any bearing on the theory I postulated above. Just playing devil's advocate because I'm bored really.

Or maybe he just does it to wind you up because you can't resist replying...

Toonpack's in ur thread Winding up ur cat-lovers

Lest we forget poor old Brock and his YouTube/Bowling For Soup/SAW antics.

Couple of weekends away planned - Hamburg, Prague, Sweden - but no "proper" holiday yet. Might try and grab a last-minute job to somewhere Mediterranean in September/October.

McAlmont & Butler - Yes

Ner ner ne-ner ner

Is that a euphemism? Only joking, hope she's on the mend. I might pop in like. Determined not to make it a bender though. Is that a... etc.

Help, help! I'm being repressed!

I don't do ginge.

Too cliquey and perpetual on here tbh.

Only makes me more determined to be frank, and the whole thing more enjoyable tbf, one lone voice against the tide of idiocy. (and there's nothing quite so amusing as watching mutual group gonad stroking ) You're now even more determined to be a boring humourless twat? I'm honestly not sure that that's possible. Again true to form (although I suppose that would be the very height of "wit" on these forums, yes? ). Come on think of some other tactic please. (I believe in you, you can do it!) Would calling you a boring patronising twat constitute a change of tactics?

GERMANIST.

Duly bookmarked. Ta!

I reckon Fop is secretly German. "But zis joke you say cannot be fanny, for it is INKORREKT!"

1. I fell asleep on the sofa late last night and only woke up about an hour ago. 2. However, I've already dashed through what I needed to do for my 1pm deadline. 3. I could press ahead with my next project. 4. Or I could make a cup of tea. 5. I'm going to make a cup of tea.

I love the Beeb's report on the SPFA awards this morning: Exalted company indeed.

Häppy Börsday!

It's threads like these that make me think twice about wanting to move back at some point really. Not that London's exactly a numpty-free zone, but at least it tends to be a little more... ghettoised, let's say.

I shall stroll into the nearest Irish pub, order a pint of Bombardier and force everyone to join me in a round of morris dancing.