Enough of all this talk about car parks, let's talk bin collections.
When I was a refuse collector, I knocked on the door to a house where I couldn't find the bin. This bloke answered so I asked him "Where's ya bin?". He said "I's bin on 'oliday". "Na," I said "where's ya wheely bin?". He replied "I's been in prison but don't tell anyone".
Enough of all this talk about car parks, let's talk bin collections.
When I was a refuse collector, I knocked on the door to a house where I couldn't find the bin. This bloke answered so I asked him "Where's ya bin?". He said "I's bin on 'oliday". "Na," I said "where's ya wheely bin?". He replied "I's been in prison but don't tell anyone".
My mate from Liverpool just got a trampoline, and a couple of expensive bikes for his kids for Christmas.I asked which website he got them from as he's out of work and skint.Google Earth he said
My mate from Liverpool just got a trampoline, and a couple of expensive bikes for his kids for Christmas.I asked which website he got them from as he's out of work and skint.Google Earth he said
Looking back, I can well remember the sexual naivety of some of the girls I came across in my younger days. I clearly remember asking a girl from Blackheath I think it was, if I could kiss her pussy. She said well you're welcome to, but I think he's on the roof at the moment chasing pigeons!
True too. Apparently nowadays girls are expected to perform fellatio on the second date.
In my day, none of them had ever been to the opera.
Have you ever noticed how Santa's attractiveness changes depending on the weather. He looks hideous in the sunshine, yet he is always dashing through the snow.
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Or did you just pick it up as you went along.
Dress your dog as a horse before taking it for a walk then you won't have to clean the shit up!
No tomatoes.
A frog in a liquidiser.
For the benefit of the deaf.
He looks hideous in the sunshine, yet he is always dashing through the snow.
I said how.
He said ' Don't eat anything fatty'
I said 'What pies, chips?'
He said, 'No, don't eat anything, fatty'
This afternoon I made a Belgian waffle.
And a Frenchman talk complete bollocks.
He gave me a cushion to sit on.