Discussion in 'General Discussion' started by chillicamper, Aug 18, 2011.
how did you swallow the handle?
oh not fryingpan
@Lord Congi i dont have your frying pan
I sent my 7 year old to school with a broken ankle ,I told him to stop been a wuzz...
ive been floored by a baby bull in a bull ring
Nope it was with Swansea City Council
Last time I went on the lash in London, I accidentally checked into the presidential Suite at the Hilton at Park Lane.
That was an expensive few hours sleep.
I said hello to Acker bilk once when passing him on a staircase
Job Centre careers advisor?
are you shore it wasn't a stranger?
i can get your toe out the tap pet, but i can't do anything for aker bilk
Acker Bilk's real name was Bernard Stanley....Acker is a Somerset term for 'mate' or 'pal'....like 'Che' (as in Che Guevara)
The word 'Bilk' in Bristolian literally means "someone who can't play the clarinet for sh*t"
I had a motorbike accident and broke my arm on my mums 50th birthday, 33 years ago today.
In bed now.
Keep the chatter down please.
My wife doesn't appreciate the effort I go to producing a perfect "Dutch oven"
sounds like a good albeit tenuous excuse for a celebration....
(getting plastered....?......I'll get mi coat)
I also said hello to acker bilk in blackpool when he walked out of a pub. I was fixing a mates scooter which was broken down outside the pub. My mate said to hime 2your acker bilk". his response was "yes, i know" and off he walked into the evening with quite a jaunty step if i recall!
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