Football – Spot The Ball Competition.
Barry and Distrct FC are Division 2 Champions.
(Ed: I’m shocked Ms Raccoon……)
August 13, 2010 at 11:03
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Offside!
- August 13, 2010 at 11:24
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You’re quite right, of course! I should have realised
- August 13, 2010 at 08:32
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I have it on good authority that the other one couldn’t make it, as he’s
running for the leadership of the Labour Party. But where’s Peter?
- August 13,
2010 at 05:42
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So it’s true: Rugby really IS a game for men with odd-shaped balls…
- August 13, 2010 at 01:27
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Is that meat and one veg? Not enough… I’m hungry! (and not much meat there
either….)
- August 12,
2010 at 19:55
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- August 13, 2010 at 20:43
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Oh, well spotted!
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August 12, 2010 at 19:29
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That boy is deformed.
- August 12, 2010 at 19:25
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There was a young man from Devizes
Whose balls were of different
sizes
One was quite small
Almost no ball at all
And the other was big
and won prizes
Amen
Sister Eva Longoria
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August 12, 2010 at 20:02
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Re: The young man from Devizes
With his balls such an un-even pairing,
(It matters not what he is
wearing)
At least twice a day
His pants will give way
And the big
‘un pop out for an airing.
- August 12, 2010 at 20:32
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I trust you are well, my child, and resisting the temporary pleasures
of SIN that this temporary earthly veil of tears provides!
I can report
that my special friend, Gildas the Monk, has entered a period of less than
self imposed PENANCE which includes sleeping in the wo0d shed in a
Tottenham Hotspur away strip shirt.
I feel that he deserves it, and he
shall not be allowed any SPECIAL FAVOURS until he has renounced his FORMER
WAYS and learned to behave. Meanwhile, me and the girls from the Convent
Full Bore Pistol Team are off to the “Nun and Firkin” (also known as
colloquially as “The Anais Nin and F*****g) for our curry and Karaoke. The
local Fire Brigade have been having their weekly drill night, so you never
know. Ask and ye shall receive!
Yours in love and light
Sister Eva
Longoria
- August 12, 2010 at 21:00
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… which includes sleeping in the wo0d shed in a Tottenham Hotspur
away strip shirt.
****
So there IS ‘something nasty in the wood-shed’ after all!
Ha-ha! I
hope there’s nothing but Cold Comfort for G-t-M (see? I cannot even type
his name, so rattled am I by the whole sorry episode).
You may rest assured Sister E-L that all notions of romance have been
roundly quashed, not least by Mr Smudd who seems to have got a whiff of
my crush and has hidden my glass-eye in a fit of pique.
The curryaoke night sounds fun and if you feel like warbling one for
me, may I suggest ‘Jolene’ is a lovely tune.
- August 12, 2010 at 21:52
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We like “Sisters are doing it for themselves”
S.E.L.
- August
12, 2010 at 18:14
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Is that one ball, two balls or one ball with a very tiny appendage?
As Mrs Cato might say…’No thanks, I’ll smoke it later’.
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