redheart

Sir Digby Chicken-Ceasar was superb...they sprinted in from the back of the theatre when one of the support crew mentioned wine on stage.

Also the BIG QUESTION host sprinted through the audience asking for questions....the best anyone could come up with was "daddy or chips?"

Oh and Numberwang was superb. The best bit was probably the lazy writers who do no research and did a Sci-Fi programme

I popped along to the Broadway Theatre in gamourous and sunny Peterborough to see The Two Faces of Mitchell and Webb.

On the whole absolutely splendid if a few too many sketches that had already been seen on TV.

On a sour note the two other supporting actors/funny people they had with them were shite

The game is dull. The match representation is crap.

Stick to CM01/02 with an updated database. Mine is updated to the start of this season

oh just go here there

http://postsecret.blogspot.com/

I can see them

You may be familiar with the postasecret website where nutters and whiners post their secrets on postcards. Some are funny, some are strange and some tragic.

Some from this weeks new batch

How could anyone have failed to mention this cuntfart of the highest order. I would never grow tired of rubbing his face with a cheese grater.

And this pointless, puerile talentless gimp who has made tens of millions for no apparent reason. Anyone..and I mean anyone who saw his last series on ITV sunday night must realise he should be gassed like a badger

This pile of Coke snorting talentless shite. Not shaggable, no talent and wholly pointless. I could easily kill it with my bare hands. Jesus just look at this cunts website http://www.katelawler.net/

From Corrie I would also tap this...not the prettiest but there is something dirty about her

Suranne Jones

Click is the biggest pile of festering shite that I have ever had the misfortune to waste my time on.

In case you did not realise...I was not a fan!

The best TV programme ever...FACT

They even sell chewits over here.

 

Here are my highlights of the 80s

 

The home computer.

 

The adventure game.

 

Knight rider, streethawk and airwolf. Black machines in different forms. All ace.

 

Porn being hard to come by (no pun intended). Finding porn in hedges was akin to finding gold or diamonds.

 

Pick and mix being new fangled. Quarters was the way. Kola Kubes, sweet of the lord.

 

The arrival of jawbreakers, fantastic sweets.

 

Pacers. The minty cousin of chewits and opal fruits.

 

Hedgehog flavoured crisps. Grim taste, but comedy nonetheless.

 

Most people drinking bitter.

 

The home taping boom.

 

Betamax.

 

Daisy Duke (the original, not that sexless simpson harpie)

 

The littlest hobo

 

When no-one you knew had a mobile

 

Tomahawks, choppers, boxers and grifters.

 

The arrival of the bmx and with it the ability to do bunny hops properly.

 

Doing bunny hops on a racer

Until recently I was a member of fat dunk's site the Insider because I won a free lifetime membership for £1.

I can honestly say that the site was a complete rip off by a fat shyster.

Kop...you are not Avenger from Koptalk are you?

All show and no penetration! ;)