Monkeys Fist

Dude! For a moment I thought it was the Dude. RIP

The Frozen Grapes is nice, does English Tapas too.

Kitman'd your post

Sorry, try this " Get to the Gowwwerrr, there's lovely, isn't it?" Rob Brydon. Edit; also, just seen your ex was Welsh. Good job you split really, can you imagine the poor little bugger's accent if you'd had a kid together? Can honestly say I don't think I've ever heard a Welsh/Norn Iron accent- 10 inter webs to the first person to post one.

Well, I've learned something today - tattoos are made by injecting heavy metal-laden ink under the skin, and removed by lasers splitting the metals so the ink can be removed by white blood cells, then shat out. http://nerdist.com/how-do-lasers-remove-tattoos-by-helping-you-poop-them-out/

Get to the Gower!

Aye, might as well start in the optimistic camp. 1-3 win

If they also have their birthdate, there's your clue.

He's got freakishly skinny arms.

I called my kids "Mam" and "ACAB". Recycling, bitchez, recycling

Just driven past this display of muppetry (It's at the south end of the broken railway bridge) MLF.

Get her babyied up. She'll sharp forget about mutts.

Mrs. Renton returns home from work.

Safe journey Ma'am!

Picturing Renton furiously chucking tabs down the chimney, " Die you bastard, die!"

He wouldn't have if he'd landed face first.

Their moral amnesia is as pathetic as their seats are pink. http://www.readytogo.net/smb/threads/settle-one-for-me-on-bobby-robson.540613/

Dusty in here, isn't it? RIP

Get her a dogfish. Sorted

Isn't it to counter the Gayrays from the thousands of empty pink seats in their stadiette?

The best thing about having kids, without question, is taking them to see all the animated movies, acting like its a bit of a chore to the Mrs ( who wouldn't go if life on Earth depended on it), then filling them full of the worst sweets imaginable, popcorn, Cola, and any other normally prohibited kets, watching(and thoroughly enjoying), the movie with them, then handing them over to Mrs.F with a" I've done my bit for the day, your turn" as you slope off to the local hostellry. Works every time