Magic Sponge

Do you spend a lot of your time on a mini bus, travelling to activities?

Yeah, lets ignore all logic and compare Hodgson to Rodgers.

We had an off day. Same as last year against Villa. Fuck off with the doom.

Incinerate yourself, you cunt.

That's the problem with following flight trackers and the like on twitter. Information overload. There was a time when you would only hear about crashes. Now, you're made aware of every incident for every flight around the globe, just because there are middle aged virgins, sat at home monitoring every flight.

It's complete and utter bollocks. Even with intervention from celebrities, a cure won't be any closer. Think of all them polar bears who are losing their natural habitat to global warning. And then there are literally millions of cunts throwing icebergs over their heads.

My missus is due the 2nd December. It's a fantastic feeling. I felt the baby kick a few weeks ago and get hiccups at the weekend. It's all really bizarre.

Fuge, it's not your shitty neighbours that you need to angry with. It's your shitty life.

I hope the cunt encounters a cattle grid one day. His defence has been mainly based around the fact that he walks on rulers, suffered through childhood yet stood tall in the face of adversity. No explanation as to why he went all Call Of Duty on the bog door.

They should be rimming your arse in order to give you a mortgage. Fuck paying anyone an upfront fee. Go to any bank that's offering first time buyer deals and see what they'd offer you mortgage wise. Then go to your own bank with your mortgage proposal and watch them scurry away for a while before returning and beating what you've previously been offered.

Estate agents are reptiles. We waited 7 months for the sale to complete after having our offer accepted because of the deeds going missing. During that time, the estate agent went back to the vendor to advise them that the property market was expanding and they could probably get a higher sale price than what we had been accepted on. Thankfully, the old woman owner, told the estate agent that she was standing by our agreed offer. The for sale sign was still up in the garden when we got the keys.

Nothing else matters.

You should be ok considering the cost to them is quite small. Check the policy under ultraviolet light just to make sure though.

Fantastic. The highland version of mumsnet.

Is there a thread on the forum that Champ isn't somehow involved? I'm asking for a friend.

LOLZ.

That looks like a burst testicle.

People who spend all day, everyday, chatting absolute bollocks to people they barely know, on internet forums. Whilst sat at the computer, their long suffering partner is sat in the next room plotting their exit strategy.

Me and the wife eventually found a house we really liked back in December, we offered below the asking price and got accepted. At the time we already had a mortgage in principle so we had a sit down with the Bank and got accepted for the mortgage in early January. Then the purchase hit a major obstacle because the seller had lost the deeds and had no proof of ownership because she'd owned the house since the 1930's. We've just only got the keys, literally last week, having waited nearly 6 months. The cluster fuck caused by not having deeds is a nightmare, so firstly make sure the vendor has them. Our mortgage offer was 2 weeks off the expiry date but having spoke to the bank, they granted us a 3 month extension without us having to sit through another application. My advice would be to get your mortgage sorted as soon as possible.

I recently found out that my balls work, the baby is due the beginning of December. Knowing that your spuds work, puts a lot of things into perspective.

Boss post that Section. I'd also add to that quite a few post graduates who think that gaining a degree in normally the least engaging subject, just because they felt shoe horned into going to uni in the first place, allows them to judge everyone else's lives. They tend to question other peoples decisions whilst being completely oblivious to their own. Woods for the trees.

People who openly express their emotions on an internet forum, yet come across as quite guarded and defensive in the real world.

He's a fucking balloon. Nobody listens to his shite shows other than taxi drivers on the graveyard shift, as well as socially challenged head the balls who stay up all night. He thinks that he's some sort of scouse icon, empowered to tackle all the issues in the city, when in reality, he'd probably snort a line off your shaft if you met him in the G Bar.

Dog. Shit.

At this early stage, I'm not ruling out a sqeasant strike.