more mundane wookie facts

wookie wrote:wii wanking?

wookie wrote:good news everyone

i've found my watch

you can all stop worrying

If we were worrying then it wouldn't be mundane mate.

bigdaddy wrote:
When I was an IT journalist, "girls games" were one of those things that California though should exist, could be sold for massive money, and was trying to foist on the rest of the world. The games were all pink. They were all boring. And no-one got killed! Even girls knew there was no point.



On that point, I tried the Wii, but it just wasn't violent enough even playing with my huge neighbours (the people the crew met last time).

99% of things made 'for wimmin' are pointless and shit.

Except Shoes. They are GREAT!

Bishop wrote:Hahahaha.

Come on spill it. What game is it. We wont laugh, honest.

I can proudly announce our esteemed leader, father and grown man of 45 plays soldiers on his telly.


He gets all worked up about the details and pulls better faces when he is doing it than when he plays the drums and anyone whjo has seen that knows what a fucking spastic he looks.


Bosh. Take that sonny.

ooh you horrible old bastard!

It was Wii ten pin bowling that started off the RSI though. I did it all week with my mum and couldn't stop til I was 'pro' level.

I don't like Watermelon.

I drank 6 litres of water yesterday.

I am wearing my watch to work today, despite the battery going over two weeks ago.

I send over 3000 text messages a month.

I used to have a re-occuring dream involving a Mini Cooper nearly running me over but vearing to the side of the road at the last minute and crashing in to a big pile of cardboard boxes. My Auntie Hazel was driving. She now lives in Perth.

Broadhead wrote:I don't like Watermelon.

I drank 6 litres of water yesterday.

I am wearing my watch to work today, despite the battery going over two weeks ago.

I send over 3000 text messages a month.

I used to have a re-occuring dream involving a Mini Cooper nearly running me over but vearing to the side of the road at the last minute and crashing in to a big pile of cardboard boxes. My Auntie Hazel was driving. She now lives in Perth.

Great work mate... back on form...

the leaves on the plant on my desk, only grow out of one side, it makes it look lopsided

i forgot my password today, and had to have it reset by the it monkeys in the cave

and i bought a purple hooded jumper yesterday

aaaaaahhhh

it's nice when this one comes back it's like a very long tepid bath.


mmmmm


tepid

Ye Olde Rog wrote:aaaaaahhhh

it's nice when this one comes back it's like a very long tepid bath.


mmmmm


tepid

HAHAHAHA.

I have had to tighten up my chair at work so I can no longer recline which in turn i hope will solve my bad posture and my bad back.

I have been told I must pick an air bed up after work.

There is a chavette sat on the front door step at work who refuses to move. I am not venturing out till she has gone, as she has what appears to be a large scar on her throat from having it slit.

While walking up Kingsland Road today, my iPhone tried to connect to a network called GRANTS_WIRELESS and couldn't.

This is a new spin to that "any club that will have me as a member" joke.

Bishop wrote:There is a chavette sat on the front door step at work who refuses to move. I am not venturing out till she has gone, as she has what appears to be a large scar on her throat from having it slit.

She could be a suffragette?

Token Bird wrote:

Bishop wrote:There is a chavette sat on the front door step at work who refuses to move. I am not venturing out till she has gone, as she has what appears to be a large scar on her throat from having it slit.

She could be a suffragette?

A good swift boot up the arse and cheery "fuck off ya dirty scratter " sent her on her way.

Bishop wrote:

Token Bird wrote:

Bishop wrote:There is a chavette sat on the front door step at work who refuses to move. I am not venturing out till she has gone, as she has what appears to be a large scar on her throat from having it slit.

She could be a suffragette?

A good swift boot up the arse and cheery "fuck off ya dirty scratter " sent her on her way.

I know what Roger is thinking.

"I wished we'd thought of that when I was part of the Victorian establishment"

If only they had there would only be men with a vote on May 6th. Instead of an entire nation of idiots. Lucky for us they failed or we'd really be fucked.

More Mundane facts!

I have been diagnosed with "Golfer's Elbow" which is the same as Tennis Elbow but the other side of the joint.

Today myself and the dog met some lambs that were too young to be scared. The fools.

On the other side of the sheep spectrum the slightly older ones from January legged it so fast one of them butted through a fence to get away.

I have lost that lovin' feeling.

My DVD player refuses to play new DVDs but will play manky old ones. The thick plottens,

That thing about used teabags on your eyes to cure bags? It totally works girls.

In other sheep news, next door's farm keeps 2 types very clearly separated. One lot are minging and raggedy and not long for this world obviously. The others are all clean and marked with several dyes. A sort of Sheep Shoreditch.

Token Bird wrote:

Bishop wrote:There is a chavette sat on the front door step at work who refuses to move. I am not venturing out till she has gone, as she has what appears to be a large scar on her throat from having it slit.

She could be a suffragette?

Weren't suffragettes mainly posh ladeez?

bigdaddy wrote:

Token Bird wrote:

Bishop wrote:There is a chavette sat on the front door step at work who refuses to move. I am not venturing out till she has gone, as she has what appears to be a large scar on her throat from having it slit.

She could be a suffragette?

Weren't suffragettes mainly posh ladeez?

If she is still fighting the good fight despite having her throat cut 100 years later I imagine she could be quite rough by now...

My post man writes "KNOB JOCKEY" or "GAY PORN" on pretty much every piece of post I receive. I am going to let down his tyres one of these days.

I polished the interior of my car for the first time in 5 years yesterday, it felt good.

I used to skate as a kid and my first skate video that i watched was called Search for Animal Chin.

I used to own a BMX that you had to peddle backwards in order to brake.

My best underpants were ripped off in belfast and were worn by kev metfuck on his head as a trophy when we got back to mad eyes. He will pay.

Bishop wrote:My post man writes "KNOB JOCKEY" or "GAY PORN" on pretty much every piece of post I receive. I am going to let down his tyres one of these days.

Bishop you are truly spoiling us today!

Top marks I say !

He also replaces my name with his, whenever me and Mrs Bish receive post addressed to both of us.

Do you know him? Thats well bizarre.

I once got the My Little Pony magazine delivered to our house and my copy of Look-In got delivered to the girl across the road. The postman was my brothers friend, he knew what he was doing.

Yes unfortunately I do know him. He is great.

Me and Mrs Bish and a few others did a walk of shame through the village a couple of months ago as postie was doing his round. We gave him abit of stick when he went past until he dissapeared up someones drive.

Next thing we see is the crazy old twat cycle back down the drive with nowt on and peddle off up the road stark bollock naked. Pretty bizarre when ya hammered.

Amazing, truly amazing.

blyth can't be real

it's fucking mental

its the best tv show never written

Stop Bish you are hurting me!

wookie wrote:blyth can't be real

My thoughts exactly. If I hadn't met Bish, I'd assume it was Terry Gilliam under a pseudonym.

I have very dry skin.

I have reached that point where you look at your hands and you can see all the diamond pattern and it looks like the surface of mars rather than the still pool of flawlessness of yesteryear.

sorry my englaesh but are these ´mundane facts´ some bizarre,hilarious and unknown things about yourself
you´re supposed to amaze your fellow vvwi forum peeps?

cause I´ve got some.