“Hello?”
“Hi Twenty, it’s me. Dirty Dave!”
“What is it, Dave? I’m really fucking busy today. This better not be one of your stupid phone calls”.
“No no! I promise”.
“Ok”.
“Right, your whole entire family is being held hostage and they’re going to kill them. To save their lives would you eat the scabs off Amy Winehouse’s face?”
“Jesus fucking Christ”.
*click*
she used to be fairly tasty though…. such a waste….
http://www.americangirl.co.uk/images/amy_winehouse3_300.jpg
That’s scary, it’s not the same girl.
I’m selling me crack pipe.
I wonder where she got the tape in this one….Thanks Rick
http://rickoshea.wordpress.com/2008/03/21/amy-winehouse-gets-naked/
She has one helluva talent, though.
What, she sucked you off too, 10PD?
Most people only know her for her singing.
Would Bastardface eat her? Or the cat?
Manky
She has the body of a 75 year old skag fiend.
A man with a gun went into a bank and demanded their money.
Once he was given the money, he turned to a customer and asked, “Did
you see me rob this bank?”
The man replied, “Yes, I did.”
The robber then shot him in the temple, killing him instantly.
He then turned to a couple standing next to him and asked the man,
“Did you see me rob this bank?”
The man replied, “No sir, I didn’t, but my wife did.”
I would lick the mashed potato of her flange. Love that stuff…..
Hello Mr T.
I am a foxy cat called Katt. I live with two humans who lavish attention on me when I demand it. They call me Katt when in actual fact my real name is Ursula. I have some sexy markings and an even sexier demeanour and would love to meet Throatripper for some fun and maybe more???
Let me know, I will send some pix if he wants?
Miaoowww X
Erm…he says ‘no thanks’.
all that poor woman needs is as we in Dundalk some TLC
the ‘lectric chair
Ahhh. He really sounds like my kinda cat though. Tell me a little bit more about him and maybe I can coax him out of his shell. Does he like his tummy rubbed like me? I am using their computer thing and if they catch me there will be trouble. Let me know soon! Please…
Fuck off Bald Devil.
Maggot. Tell a more recent joke willya.
Fuck off Bald Devil.??
Je ne comprende pas!
I take it you are unmarried 10.
I’ve been looking for a new bitch for my crew. I have mashed potato.
(Well, I know where I can get some.)
Is the Green font on the front of the book, not exactly the same green that adorns the beautiful little odd-shaped cartons that your majors come wrapped in??
Is this subliminal advertising…
Are you a front for PJ Carroll and Co??
Answer the Question Mr Major!!!
Answer the Question!!!!
Sorry,
getting carrried away reading this tacky detective novel at the mo, and I thought I was Jessica Fletchers Bastard Child (after she was impregnated by Jim Rockford)
The answer is no.
Here comes Nurse Ratched with my pills….
so sleepy now….
I’d eat her scabs; then sell them on ebay. I’ll also take O’Reillys crack-pipe while I’m there….off tangent a little – see those maths fiends from kerry?/limerick? make a killing on the ebay software? nice.
My bank-robber joke
Did you hear about the dyslexic bank robber?
“Hands in the air mother-stickers; this is a fuck-up!”
ahem
Off to the kealings for Guinness; good night.
Can you give me Dave’s daytime number Twenty. He’s a lot more interesting than the cunts i have to speak to all day…
Twenty, the book’s shite. All the arse lickers in here are wrong. Well written, but shite.
What the fuck are you on about Spudser?
Well written my arse!
this fella in the pub sold me a sheep called emily
Did you hear about the dyslexic rock musician?
He sold his soul to Santa.
If I’d known it was you Itchy, I wouldn’t have sold you that sheep. She’ll have jumped the wall in your garden by now, and be on her way back to me.
Same time next week?
I’d crawl over a million, billion miles, just to wank on her shadow, and I’m not exaggerating.
However I’d find those pus filled impetigo blemishes a little hard to stomach, so I’d let your family die Twenty.
Sorry.