I tell you what Clive, I'm toying with sausage, egg and chips. Bread and butter on the side. Maybe a few peas.
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I tell you what Clive, I'm toying with sausage, egg and chips. Bread and butter on the side. Maybe a few peas.
Wife out then, I assume?Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
I may fry some chicken.
Fùck Yeah!!!!Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
Fishmonger's been. Poached salmon it is.Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
Sossidges tomorrow.
Chicken breast. Steamed greens :-(Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
You're a fat ****?Quote:
Originally Posted by Rich
Your mum is toying with my sausageQuote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
dessert at The Ned (former Midland Bank) and a cocktail at the rooftop bar with the thunder and lightening overhead.
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Originally Posted by Sir C
Happy birthday m. How old are you now?Quote:
Originally Posted by Monty92
Got to get my beach bod sorted for my holidays, Sir C.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
I am 37 and 1 day.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
You are a boxer?Quote:
Originally Posted by Monty92
That's funny. When I was that age you used to mock me and call me a piss-stained old ****. :-(Quote:
Originally Posted by Monty92
How old are you now, Sir C? Is it nearly all over?Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
52. Very, very nearly dead.Quote:
Originally Posted by Rich
Ah, yes. Happy belated birthday.Quote:
Originally Posted by Monty92
I find the idea of you being 37 very odd indeed, I must say.
You mean he acts like a 12 yr old???? Or he is wise beyond his years?Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
No. I suppose I just always think of him as the callow youth I first encountered on here all those years ago. When you never meet someone and only communicate with them remotely, they don't really age in one's mind's eye, do they?Quote:
Originally Posted by Pokster
There's still a tiny part of me that will forever think less of myself that I didn't lamp him one when it was appropriate. :sigh:Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
Would it have made anything better really, though? Look how you've both moved on to giving one another friendly dining tips. So much better than the unpleasant memories fisticuffs would have engendered.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
Besides, striking people in public houses is surely beneath your dignity?
Good Lord, one would never have engaged in such activities within the confines of a public house! It is customary in these instances to proffer the invitation, 'Aaaahtside, nah!'Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
I suppose I had just reached the age where my old mantra of 'standing up for right, whatever the consequences' had become dulled by maturity.
I became, in short, half a man, and half a man I remain. :-( (Probably a quarter now.)
The adult world is a complex place in which hitting people - far from sorting things out - simply leads to more grief, hassle and paperwork.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
Yes, sadly I appreciate that.Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
Of course, were Argentina once more to invade the Falklands, should be concern ourselves with hassle and paperwork, or get fired in?
One is either committed to Right, or one is not. We must simply come to terms with the fact that we are weak, cowardly individuals.
Is it not a case simply of picking one's battles?Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
I suppose so. I just don't seem to have picked a battle for 15 years :-(Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
Wait, there was a minor one about 10 years ago, and then that unfortunate incident at the station a couple of years ago :hehe: :stillgotit:
I think I last struck a chap about 10 years ago, too. Not a very clever move and I was very lucky to get away with it.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
The closest I've been since then were a couple of incidents of argy-bargy with g's ex that didn't develop into anything. With hindsight, I can sympathise with him, since I was at the time living in his house and shagging his (then still) wife, which I can see must have been irksome. Didn't seem that way at the time, of course.
Thank you - and yes, you've said this before.Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
If it helps to still imagine me as a nubile teenager then feel free to suspend your disbelief.
What about squashing beer pots on a sweaty Canadians head?Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
Oh, that's fine. To be encouraged, in fact.Quote:
Originally Posted by Pokster
Using a plastic pot was a bit of a wimp out, to be honest.Quote:
Originally Posted by Pokster
Yes, but if p had simply glassed WES, it would have led to an awkward atmosphere, tbh.Quote:
Originally Posted by Sir C
But we would be laughing now.... well, I might still be in prison, but looking at the ****e WES posts, it would have been worth itQuote:
Originally Posted by Burney
It would have led to Pokster being beaten to a pulp, I can assure you. :nod:Quote:
Originally Posted by Burney
And combined with my abuse of that traitorous, wife beating c*not Boycott, would have finished off my day quite nicely. :-)
Many happy returns, M.Quote:
Originally Posted by Monty92
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Originally Posted by World's End Stella
in your sweaty dreams