Bill Prawn

Errr, well yes

The only time I ever come back to visit this site is when I get a post reply about this thread. For me it is a bit like man walking on the moon or the death of Kennedy. I know where I was when this momentous event happened

Fantastic car... By the way what's auxiliary heating? Maybe the power of 550 is watts and that's the power of a three bar electric fire that it runs as the aforementioned heating!

Two young boys were sitting outside a doctor's clinic. One of them was crying very loudly. 2nd Child: Why are you crying? 1st Child: I came here for a blood test. 2nd Child: So? Are you afraid of it? 1st Child: No, but for the blood test, they cut my finger. At this, the second one started crying profusely. The first one was astonished. 1st Child: Why are you crying now? 2nd Child: Because I've come for a urine test !

He certainly was, because we stood and watched him and this is how this amazing thread came into being!

Mine just tells me to F*** off!

See there's always one. Learn your history before jumping in with both feet

And before anyone puts up , I know it is a because I did the original back in 2004. I just wanted to re-visit it, but couldn't find it in the archives to share it with some that might not have seen it. Love to you all.....even _ _ P _ A S _ A R _ 0 _ 0

I need some advice on what could be a life changing decision. I've suspected for some time now that my wife has been having an affair. The usual signs. Phone rings, I answer, someone hangs up. She started going out 'with the girls' a lot recently although when I ask which girls it is always "Just some friends from work, you don't know them". I always look out for her taxi coming home but she always walks down the drive although I can hear a car setting off. As if she has got out of the car round the corner. Why? Is it not a taxi? I once picked her mobile up just to see what time it was and she went berserk and screamed that I should never touch her phone again and why was I checking up on her. Anyway, I have never approached the subject with my wife. I think deep down I just didn't want to know the truth but last night she went out again and I decided to check on her. I decided I was going to hide behind my car which would give me a view of the whole street so I could see which car she gets out of. It was whilst crouched behind my car that I noticed rust around my rear wheel arch. So my question is what should I do? Should I take it into a body repair shop or should I buy some stuff from Halfords and try to repair it myself?

Ooops, I forgot Suprastar, but like usual he gets in there just that bit after everyone else :)

And just like thrush I'm always around the best bits.........

I've now been ex-communicated for going to the dark side!!!

the beauty of this thread is the fact that I can say, with complete conviction and without any course of denial. I WAS THERE!!!

I am sitting in a hotel room in Kuala Lumpur and just thought I'd have a look at one of my old haunts. I was gob-smacked to see I had a mention in this thread and If I get the chance I wil ltry to re-visit a classic from the past in the Friday Joke. For me the the best fun (if you can call it that) I had on this site was with: Jake, RedM, SupraStar3000, Rays the Roof, Mike (I still love the JCB song) and Charlotte (what a hunny - although I never met her). There are a couple of others as well, but don't want to say for legal reasons!!! This is a cool site and but for some of the strange posts and replies, I'd come back more often.

I'd forgot that. I never knew I'd written funny things!!! Even worse I'd never known that SupraStar 3000 had!!!!!!!!!

Yeah, just look at some of the people on here :)

You just couldn't cope with a prawn nibble

It is rumoured that a number of men have had ribs removed as well, although this wasn't to reduce waist size it was to assist with oral self-gratification!!!

You be careful or I'll bite your ear!!!

A little girl walks into a pet shop and asks in the sweetest little lisp: "Excuthe me, mithter, do you keep wittle wabbits?" And the shopkeeper gets down on his knees, so that he's on her level, and asks: "Do you want a wittle white wabby or a soft and fuwwy bwack wabby or maybe one like that cute wittle bwown wabby over there?" The little girl puts her hands on her knees, leans forward and says in a quiet voice: "I don't fink my pyfon really giveths a thit."

I've got a Suzuki GSX-R1000 in white (see pic). Plus I get quite up close and personal to a couple of other Suzukis