I shall remain in the cottage pelting you with out of date tins of soup and rice pudding, so there!!

And I will catch them, open them and eat them until my mission is accomplished I will not starve in that posh house across the little road.

That's how the other half lives Mrs T. I ventured a little way up their drive the other day....it's a blooming manor!! Much bigger than the old farmhouse which you also know. I'd far far rather have my cottage. So you AINT HAVING IT!!!! *throws tins of mushy peas and pineapple chunks*

*sits with massive bumps on head*

The amount of grounds there is huge, when I come down to you we will take ladders and pretend we are window cleaners

last night actually took pictures
http://i.imgur.com/s1tmIig.jpg

legs are going

You are an absolute star Sons, love the piccie

they have gone big time, I put a better pair of legs in shackles when I worked in marshall chunky chicken, 38 yrs ago !!

Harsh!! They just need a smidge more meat back on them is all. Still got the shape

But can you wear heels?

So it was YOU!!!!!!!!!!!!!

I try but sadly the meat tends to stop on my gut and refuse to descend any further

you were always my favorite

I think i was considering punching somebody judging the look on my face here and more proof 9 3/4 stone is far to light for a person of 6' 2"

http://i.imgur.com/q4rfn8v.jpg

And you mine Sons




Indulge in some naughty stuff Sons and I mean FOOD

Off course you do

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*Punches Mrs.T's and sos' lights out*

Whenever I see chinnock was the last post in here of an evening I expect to come in and find the thread is now a multi storey car park

your such a grumpy pants and sore looser ..

Fixed it

they took away his developers license for turning the house of commons in to creche .

It's a really bad mind Sons, tis full of mischief


*ponders*


I want me lights out, I'm on the look out for the Haliborange lights in the sky


And he valets every one of them

*sniggers at the thought of chinnock valeting all those cars*

The House of Commons already IS a creche sons. Judging by the infantile behaviour of many of those in it *rolls eyes muchly*

exactly and its all chins fault...

Oh what fun an evening will be with you... when you finally decide on a date!!!