Welcome wolfrealt!

[Gawdzilla Sama]

Nice one Gawdzy go for it Cheers!!!

Okay, it's on the stack. Monday good for you?

[wolfréalt]

Cheers bud...

[Clinton Huxley]

Good Grief, this used to be a respectable place, a haven of polite, genteel conversation, with only the faint burble of Val Doonican on the gramophone to remind one of the harsh realities of "outside".......

[klr]

Good Grief, this used to be a respectable place, a haven of polite, genteel conversation, with only the faint burble of Val Doonican on the gramophone to remind one of the harsh realities of "outside".......

Don't say I didn't warn you about Lord Clinton.

[wolfréalt]

Seven posts in a day is piss-poor. Sort it out!

Once again I refer back to the laws of thermodynamics.. in other words I'm a lazy bastard. Come over here a second....

[wolfréalt]

Good Grief, this used to be a respectable place, a haven of polite, genteel conversation, with only the faint burble of Val Doonican on the gramophone to remind one of the harsh realities of "outside".......

Lord Huxley... I Do appologise for my crass and uncooth behavior, but they're driving me to it. Bunch of infantile rabble!!!!!!!!

[devogue]

Good Grief, this used to be a respectable place, a haven of polite, genteel conversation, with only the faint burble of Val Doonican on the gramophone to remind one of the harsh realities of "outside".......

Lord Huxley... I Do appologise for my crass and uncooth behavior, but they're driving me to it. Bunch of infantile rabble!!!!!!!!

Fucking Westbrit!

Huxley is in cahoots with Trevelyan - he needs a bomb under his boat!

[AshtonBlack]

Good Grief, this used to be a respectable place, a haven of polite, genteel conversation, with only the faint burble of Val Doonican on the gramophone to remind one of the harsh realities of "outside".......

Lord Huxley... I Do appologise for my crass and uncooth behavior, but they're driving me to it. Bunch of infantile rabble!!!!!!!!

You are not wrong there.

[klr]

Good Grief, this used to be a respectable place, a haven of polite, genteel conversation, with only the faint burble of Val Doonican on the gramophone to remind one of the harsh realities of "outside".......

Lord Huxley... I Do appologise for my crass and uncooth behavior, but they're driving me to it. Bunch of infantile rabble!!!!!!!!

Fucking Westbrit!

Huxley is in cahoots with Trevelyan - he needs a bomb under his boat!

[Clinton Huxley]

Good Grief, this used to be a respectable place, a haven of polite, genteel conversation, with only the faint burble of Val Doonican on the gramophone to remind one of the harsh realities of "outside".......

Lord Huxley... I Do appologise for my crass and uncooth behavior, but they're driving me to it. Bunch of infantile rabble!!!!!!!!

Rise above it, dear boy, rise above it. "They" will ask you how big your udders are. DO NOT RESPOND.

[Clinton Huxley]

I know what this place would benefit from.....

[Gawdzilla Sama]

I know what this place would benefit from.....

I love it when they use the sabers on that rabble demanding the vote or housing or food or education for their litters.

[Clinton Huxley]

I know what this place would benefit from.....

I love it when they use the sabers on that rabble demanding the vote or housing or food or education for their litters.

Tis the only way of countering such demands. Bunch of Bolshevik beggars and assorted foreign agitators. Scoundrels. Huxley has never asked for charity, damn it!

[wolfréalt]

The sound of the masses squelshing underfoot can be wonderous at times....

[Clinton Huxley]

The sound of the masses squelshing underfoot can be wonderous at times....

Aye, 'tis one of the reasons I brought an elephant back from Bombay.