Bad taste joke
New cast (pink, natch) makes typing even if it still HURTS GOD DAMN YOU DIZZY! So that us a good thing.
Anyway, I digress. First things first: I have finally managed to get a pub in Westminster to bar Alistair Darling which I am rather proud of. It took a lot of drinking in the local hostelries to achieve my target but I did it, dear readers, for you. And me.
Secondly, I know the reason why the plane crashed in Orpington. Some fools in Kent went on holiday and left their landing light on.
Ithangew.
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Or will it be like Nigel and his two second 'ok put it on the outside of the door for the photo and then take it off and you with it?'
*hangs head in shame*
Ummm...maybe I'm being blond here, but...how did you break your arm?
I can't see it anywhere!
*Glares at dizzy*
Picture please!
Which pub?
DK
That's wonderful, Trixy. Medal to you while the rest of us are talking about it.
Surely you need to let the London papers know about this?
Also the Salisbury Arms in Cambridge, now.
Darling is a glove muppet with McStalin's arm up his arse. Darling has about as much chance of running the treasury as I have.
Personally I would have him shot for sticking so much extra duty on a pint and invoking an increase above inflation every year. The sooner we can vote this bunch of taxation mad, interfering bastards out, the better.
The home owners don't like modern music as no house or garage was found
really hope it's the Red Lion, Clarence, or any other pub close to Downing Street
Trixy - sure I commented. Are you deleting me these days?
I haven't been here my dearest! Anon, I'm sure there's a sign on the door at Chez Trixy saying please remove any chips from your shoulders before commenting.
DK, it's the Westminster Arms. Photo soon. We were just all a bit too bladdered to get round to taking photo!
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