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|First out of the hat|
at 09:00 5 Dec 2017
Has Ipswich ever been foirst out of the hat on cup draws before now ?
|Has Big Sam|
at 09:35 30 Nov 2017
been named as Everton manager yet?
He was at the game to see Rooney get 'that goal'
If he does sign, that is one we can cross off the list - well for now anyway
|Profumo & the German (Nazi?) lover|
at 14:28 28 Nov 2017
So we founf out in the 60's he was 'friendly ' with the same ladies as the Russians - now we find out he was at it with a German lady before & after the war
That woul have made the KK case even more interesting & we never did find out the names of those he was protecting although there were dtrong rumours at the time
at 08:14 22 Nov 2017
Anyone see him on TV last night talking about being a jockey?
He has some lush property for his breeding and training.
at 16:00 21 Nov 2017
Radio just announced he's resigned
|One for pet lovers - their diary's|
at 13:47 16 Nov 2017
Excerpts from a Dog's Diary......
8:00 am - Dog food! My favourite thing!
9:30 am - A car ride! My favourite thing!
9:40 am - A walk in the park! My favourite thing!
10:30 am - Got rubbed and petted! My favourite thing!
12:00 pm - Lunch! My favourite thing!
1:00 pm - Played in the yard! My favourite thing!
3:00 pm - Wagged my tail! My favourite thing!
5:00 pm - Milk bones! My favourite thing!
6:00 pm - Oooh, Bath . Bummer.
7:00 pm - Got to play ball! My favourite thing!
8:00 pm - Wow! Watched TV with the people! My favourite thing!
11:00 pm - Sleeping on the bed! My favourite thing!
Excerpts from a Cat's Daily Diary. .
Day 983 of my captivity.
My captors continue to taunt me with bizarre little dangling objects.
They dine lavishly on fresh meat, while the other inmates and I are fed hash or some sort of dry nuggets. Although I make my contempt for the rations perfectly clear, I nevertheless must eat something in order to keep up my strength.
The only thing that keeps me going is my dream of escape. In an attempt to disgust them, I once again vomit on the carpet.
Today I decapitated a mouse and dropped its headless body at their feet. I had hoped this would strike fear into their hearts, since it clearly demonstrates what I am capable of. However, they merely made condescending comments about what a 'good little hunter' I am. Bast.rds.
There was some sort of assembly of their accomplices tonight. I was placed in solitary confinement for the duration of the event. However, I could hear the noises and smell the food. I overheard that my confinement was due to the power of 'allergies.' I must learn what this means and how to use it to my advantage.
Today I was almost successful in an attempt to assassinate one of my tormentors by weaving around his feet as he was walking. I must try this again tomorrow -- but at the top of the stairs.
I am convinced that the other prisoners here are flunkies and snitches. The dog receives special privileges. He is regularly released - and seems to be more than willing to return. He is obviously retarded.
The bird has got to be an informant. I observe him communicating with the guards regularly. I am certain that he reports my every move. My captors have arranged protective custody for him in an elevated cell, so he is safe. For now................
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