tonight myself and mrs harris who has just returned from hunting wild buffalo with her bare hands in zambia were engaged in a game of strip balancing spoons, i repeatedly failed to balance any and had...
when was the last time you got on a bus and a huge lady with several tonnes of shopping sat down beside you crushing you against the window with a bottle of toilet duck stabbing you in the ribs around...
are there not more important things in life than whinging and bickering about the colour and texture of pixels on a screen on some obscure website within the vast cyber universe? i dont like the sport...
i had a problem this evening with my sky plus box and upon ringing sky i was put through to a man of asian origin whose grasp of the english language is very poor, he did not have the faintest idea of...
would you most like to sit in a soup ladle with, while playing marbles with, while singing along to the proclaimers first album, while wearing a magnolia cat suit and eating a cheese and beetroot...