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And me and my mate spent the drive home ranting about how most people shouldn’t be allowed out and we came to the following conclusions:
As a scientist, he will forgo his endless quest for superpowers by mixing chemicals and falling into vats of bubbling stuff and now intends to create a formula that will eliminate stupid people.
You have nothing to fear unless you fall into the following categories:
You migrate to DIY stores for “things for the house” on a Sunday, and spend 20 minutes looking at curtain rods going “ooh nice”
You name your house, despite living on an estate somewhere you still put a plaque up that says “Little Cottage” and insist your mail is addressed just so.
You put neo-classical roman columns outside your semi-detached house with a name
You have stained glass windows, those little round ones with a bird in the middle.
You drive a Fiesta/Uno/Nova and think by removing the name badge, blacking the windows out and having neon on it, you are cool and sexy.
You listen to those in-car CDs that only seem to have buzzing bass and 180bpm drum machines on, and you leave the door open whilst you stand with your chimp mates in a car-park of a fast food restaurant.
You have a squat dangerous dog called “Savage” or “Vinnie Jones” that you let wobble out your estate after dark, then spend 20 mins standing on your doorstep at 11pm shouting it’s name and kicking it when it runs past you with a limb in it’s mouth.
Your idea of eating out is going to a place where they have pictures of the food on the menu and it’s coated in easy-wipe plastic.
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There are more categories, but I forgot them already.
> G Spot.
See, that's the thing and the perfecte example of women vs
> men.
For years, women "Orgams please. Locate the clitoris"
Men
> "Found it!"
Women, "Damn, well then find the G spot"
Men
> deflat inwardly and start to cry.
I demand that you pay royalties to Scotland, for the use of Mr. Connolly's greatest sexual comedy moment, I demand you pay it, now!!!
:D
That's the Englishman. English women?? Not a problem, welcome in this beautiful land any day of any week, but Englishmen are so narrow minded, that Beckham's free kick was the TV sporting moment of the year........
Also, richard Burns won the WRC, well done, but he was heralded as the first Englishman to win the WRC, brilliant, a step towards independence maybe?? No, because when Colin McCrae won, he was the first Brit to win, not the first Scotsman, no, the first brit, damn dirty english hippies..........
> Tallulah wrote:
> Goatboy wrote:
> Oi!
This was a harmonious den of man
> before you entered
> and started pitting us
> against each
> other.
Fine, I'll go. Adieu.
This is the bit where we all beg for you to
> stay in order for you to amuse us some more. :-)
Please dont, the thought of a man begging turns my stomach.
See, that's the thing and the perfecte example of women vs men.
For years, women "Orgams please. Locate the clitoris"
Men "Found it!"
Women, "Damn, well then find the G spot"
Men deflat inwardly and start to cry.
> Goatboy wrote:
> Oi!
This was a harmonious den of man before you entered
> and started pitting us
> against each other.
Fine, I'll go. Adieu.
This is the bit where we all beg for you to stay in order for you to amuse us some more. :-)
> Goatboy wrote:
> The male mind works thus:
The world is collapsing, fires
> rage and disease is
> rife.
A man stops and starts laughing to himself
> because the mushroom cloud
> heralding the end of life as we know it looked
> a bit like a boob.
That's a bit in depth and serious for a man's mind isn't
> it?? He would at least need a woman to point it out to him first,
> surely........
That might be because men are so thick, that they need things pointing out to them (ie G Spot, but thats a different topic altogether).
> The male mind works thus:
The world is collapsing, fires rage and disease is
> rife.
A man stops and starts laughing to himself because the mushroom cloud
> heralding the end of life as we know it looked a bit like a boob.
That's a bit in depth and serious for a man's mind isn't it?? He would at least need a woman to point it out to him first, surely........