Category Archives: Don’t ask me

>And this will make me shun the Demon Drink?

Posted on 15 May, 2009 by jb

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>Not that I know anything about fashion, of course…

Posted on 14 May, 2009 by jb

> …but this is bloody silly. Probably reduced in price “from the outrageous to the merely ridiculous”, as my mate Bill Lelie would say.

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>So I can do what exactly….?

Posted on 13 May, 2009 by jb

> Can’t play football. Not allowed to wear a helmet. Have to be at least 12 years old. Or maybe you can’t be more than 12 years old… Who knows? No drinking, that’s for sure. Piss poor if you’re a … Continue reading →

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>Having a whale of a time….

Posted on 12 May, 2009 by jb

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>I always thought….

Posted on 11 May, 2009 by jb

> …that carpet was spelt with a “T” But maybe it’s just a foot ma, then So that’s OK …..

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>Why is it that the adjective for iron…

Posted on 8 May, 2009 by jb

> is ferrous? (As in the “Ferrous wheel” t-shirt from ThinkGeek.com) And not Ironic. (As in “Jagged Little Pill” from Alanis Morisette) The t-shirt’s pre-ironed, by the way….

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>My kind of doormat

Posted on 19 April, 2009 by jb

> I actually wanted one that said “Piss Off”, but I was forbidden to buy it. I got my own back, though. I mowed an appropriately vulgar message to the world on a bit of the farm that Management rarely … Continue reading →

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>Letters to the Editor #3

Posted on 17 April, 2009 by jb

> If you’re a sports team, the general idea appears to be that you win almost all of your home games and then try and pick up some points away. Mainz 05, the local Second Division (and eternal First Division … Continue reading →