Youri McAnespie

And Penguins are only about £1 a pack at Home Bargains.

Why is there an onion ring and two of the 'coconut' liquorice allsorts on it? (The Belgrano).

He's good on Top Gear, he's rubbish on A Question of Sport.

He doesn't even drink bitter - he drinks pink gin and tonic. Some bloke was filming him covertly once and random arsekisser approached him to kiss his bottom, they were unbeknownst a camera was filming the interaction and Toad of Toad Hall rebuffed the brainwashed acolyte's overtures of praise mutely and his minders bundled the cap-wringing twat away.

I'm not bullshitting, speed capture cameras and our council tax could be halved. Or some motabiliy payments could be recouped.

I used to have a dog that I tought to say "wicked'' I just used to jab it with a fork or whatever when teaching it, and me and some mates put a mouse in a microwave to do like a nuclear test and see if it could survive and it did, it was a bit hot but it was alive, it died of natural causes two days later, but it survived the nuclear thing.

Fucking bastards all doing 70 on wet roads, even fucking buses tanking it down - mark my words some kid or old gipper will get killed on that lane, and soon.

Sarce = a pussywhipped fat twat who looks after their baby all night whilst his missus goes to shit Cheshire nightclubs and gets spitroasted in the bogs by petty dealers. Allegedly.

He was good but not right on 'Catchphrase' - he Incidentally is best mates with pervert porn bloke Tyger Ben Dover (real name - Linseed Putty Honeypot).

Just get an anchor point, a shatterstone and a harness and rope, 80p for a flat - bargain, you sicken me.

Breathe, bunnykins, breathe, breathe, breathe in the gas...Oh, bunnykins. She did a lot of consulting during the war, Pat Butcher was wrongly hanged for het crimes.

Who hasn't attempted to murder their overbearing mother? Unlike amateur Cotton I succeeded, let who has not attempted murder on their mum cast the first stone.

I'm not floating around a big house in the winter, nor being cramped in small house in the summer. Saving £25 a week? A crackhead could possibly save more, they don't deserve to be owning a home of their own - twenty five sovs a week to 'save' pathetic.

He was guided by a rich groomer, he documented it on here, a lad from LH being allowed to play golf or eat 'lunch' at some posh ponce's house without using the tradesmen's entrance - anyone could be brainwashed.

Downtown Aleppo, Port au Prince, Maripol or whatever in Ukraine?

Occasionally I grow a beard out of shere laziness, when it starts getting on my tits I always shave it off but momentarily leave a 'tache in various styles; the Hetfield, the Lemmy, The Mercury, the Bobby Ball - then prance about a while in the house before getting rid, there's a risk factor - what if the clippers pack up inbetween? And you have to nip to Asda with a hamdlebar moustache to buy replacement clippers? I was strongly against the appointment of Big Sam at the time solely because of his spiv 'tache.

Just take loads of LSD then get a taxi up Belmont and pretend you are there, unveil your St George flag (because no Scots, Welsh or Northern Ireland fought there) and reflect in stolen valour.

Hello Ma (God). Dot Cotton aka June Brown. Dead at 95 - no age. She was in Minder last week and looked healthy.

That big stiff goon who acts as his minder is also his gay lover, Tommeh keeps wicket and Lurch bowls - fact. The Mexicans probably caught him in the presence of Bing, which is very much frowned upon there.

Iirc when 'I don't sweat' noncey Andy married Fergie (Sarah, not the DJ, whisky nose or the meth smoking singer of the Black Eyed Peas) honeymooned in The Azores, that looked a desolate shithole too. Anyone going to The Falklands needs their bumps feeling, you're probably only two seconds from being stripped naked, bent over a rock and told "squeal like a pig, boy" as you're anally raped.

You can buy a flat in Manchester for about 60p if the building is cladded.

Calabria, Croatia, Cancun, Costa Rica? Shitholes, why visit them when you can yomp around Belmont moors 8000 miles away? As mentioned before a bloke who supped in my local was in that photo, some bigot once started papping positively on about Tommeh, The EDL etc. to him thinking he'd agree - he didn't, he disagreed with extreme prejudice. I think they were Paras in the photo, not marines. Anyhow he (the bloke in the photo) said it was a backwards shit tip full of Inbreds. Another bloke I know went out there to construct stuff, he also said it was a desolate dump and many of the workers resorted to homosexuality and cross-dressing than have dalliances with the locals, he said the locals could've been in The Wicker Man minus Britt Ekland.

Paul Hanley and BD - your boyfriend Charles Moore is on BBC2...

How many work 12-20 hours and get propped up with their rent/council tax and wage top-ups, effectively subbing cunt employers with taxpayers' money, I'd rather they sit on their arses watching 'Homes Under The Hammer' doing fuck all.

He moved to Tenerife with his minder/gay lover that big stiff idiot funded by his bumchum's donations. Blokes in their 50's or older hoodwinked and blinded by racism.