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Meanwhile in the wacky world of non-food conversation, goal.

I only realised last time I was in Hamburg how many Portugese are living there. A couple of very good restaurants though... Great food allround. By the Hafen especially. Couple of years back on NYE me and the Mrs had a great meal and I'd left all me cards at home...They just let us off. One in the Schanzenviertel was really brilliant. La Sepia?

I love the way they plugged the DVD release over the end credits. It's like they know their target audience is sad fucks with nothing better to do than stay at home on a Friday night then trade Peep Show quotes with their mates on an Internet messageboard. Hm.

We have a first-round results prediction competition rather than a sweepstake. Bloody Germans...

I couldn't be bothered to read all that, but UEFA = GAY regardless.

Ah, but surely one is better than the other? Wait, I feel another thread coming on... in a manner of speaking

He was alreet

So Alan Coren and Humphrey Lyttleton are dead, while Russell Brand and Big Brother survive. This country is dooooomed.

Assuming we're not including alcohol and ventolin, I don't. I rarely use my spray these days, but I do know from experience it opens things up a treat just before a long hit of ganga. Hah. We picked up a bunch in Serbia because they're non-prescription there, maybe I should start an import business.

Having exhausted the mechanics of the subject I think a philisophical debate around when standing becomes sitting. If a person in a cubicle sits down to wipe their arse and there's no-one there to see it, did they actually sit down? Depends. Are they civilised or a barbarian?

The U.S. singles chart is largely worthless anyway, since it's predominantly airplay-driven. Although things have improved a bit since digital sales came in.

Wait, so raising one buttock from the seat to make room for your wiping hand counts as "standing" now? Don't tell me this whole schism stems from a basic misunderstanding like that?

That's class. And they came 2nd in the Austrian Eurovision final in 2002, you know.

Aye right, you're blatantly the lead singer here, aren't you?

Not many blokes with ear rings will have a small one of them, I'll guarantee you that

Assuming we're not including alcohol and ventolin, I don't.

"Save me a toke dude"

I bet you were FUMING! I was like. So many Irish retards had bet on their abortion of an entry that the odds were more than welcoming. Pack of scrotes, to be sure.

They've been good to me in the past, to be fair - they'll often refund losing bets for fairly random reasons, like tennis matches that go to five sets, say. Might get a shirt as a cleaning rag, if nowt else.

They cancelled my Spain v. Ireland Eurovision bet when Ireland failed to qualify for the final, the pack of scrotes.

Flog your ticket and stay in the pub!

I fucking love the word "terabyte".

has been pierced on several occasions

Have a good one mate. And don't let sammynb trick you into giving you any special birthday "piercings".

Jesus H. Christ. I'm used to being used, but leave the poor lad alone eh? Nobody needs the mental scarring of a potential encounter with Wacky in a darkened cubicle.