Smiley Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 Think my kids need counselling then, as neither of them cried. I did have a bit of an issue with my glasses - think I got some popcorn dust in the corner of my eye, however, it was soon brushed away and though my eye welled up, it was soon back to normal again before we left the cinema. Though the kids did wonder why we were staying to watch all the credits.
Traf Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 Go and watch it i dare you We're not in the school playground now, nancy boy.
Big City Girl Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 I've only ever cried at one film - The Champ. I will probably wail if I watch this though, I adore dogs.
Mr kempo Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 I went watching in last week with our dorris and must admitt it brought a lump to ones throat.
Smiley Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 I've only ever cried at one film - The Champ. Now that got me as well! Think Kramer vs Kramer did as well.
Traf Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 Swanny'd get upset: dogs always put a lump in his throat.
Sweep Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 I've only ever cried at one film - The Champ. same here, I've watched it twice, and wept like a baby both times
mickbrown Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 (edited) Dogs smell of shyte, therefore no tears required. Edited March 23, 2009 by mickbrown
no balls Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 Dogs smell of shyte, therefore no tears required. We've had this one before. Dogs with rubbish owners smell of shite. My little Angel had a bath last night and today smells of lavender and tea tree oil.
Traf Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 We've had this one before. Dogs with rubbish owners smell of shite. My little Angel had a bath last night and today smells of lavender and tea tree oil. That must smell worse than shite.
no balls Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 That must smell worse than shite. You're just jealous because you don't require shampoo!
no balls Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 Mr Sheen sorts me out. I hope it's not only me that thinks that sounds a little on the deviant side.
mickbrown Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 We've had this one before. Dogs with rubbish owners smell of shite. My little Angel had a bath last night and today smells of lavender and tea tree oil. We have had this before and I stick to my rule that anything that can't wipe it's own arse isn't allowed in my house.
mannyroad58 Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 We're not in the school playground now, nancy boy. Go on slap ed and i will let you smell my fingers
no balls Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 We have had this before and I stick to my rule that anything that can't wipe it's own arse isn't allowed in my house. What about flids then?
Bigtoe Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 We have had this before and I stick to my rule that anything that can't wipe it's own arse isn't allowed in my house. Steven Hawking's not on your "if I could choose anyone in the world to come for dinner" list then? Or Lassie
Traf Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 Go on slap ed and i will let you smell my fingers Why would I want to know what your boyfriend's arse smells like?
Smiffs Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 I'm going to admit to having at least a lump in my throat and maybe a slight tear in my eye...... I recently read Kev Ashcrofts biography, a local man and one of the worlds best hookers who played in Leighs 1971 challenge cup winning team at Wembley. He told tale of standing in the tunnel before kik off, and seeing 40000 thousand red a white clad Leythers opposite. As massive underdogs he knew from that moment they would beat the mighty Leeds. They won, and 100000 people lined the streets from Boothstown to Leigh at the civil reception the day after. Sat on the toilet, early morning, reading it and realising that would never happen in my lifetime made me quite sad. So I got in the shower and had a wank instead.
leigh white Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 I'm going to admit to having at least a lump in my throat and maybe a slight tear in my eye...... I recently read Kev Ashcrofts biography, a local man and one of the worlds best hookers who played in Leighs 1971 challenge cup winning team at Wembley. He told tale of standing in the tunnel before kik off, and seeing 40000 thousand red a white clad Leythers opposite. As massive underdogs he knew from that moment they would beat the mighty Leeds. They won, and 100000 people lined the streets from Boothstown to Leigh at the civil reception the day after. Sat on the toilet, early morning, reading it and realising that would never happen in my lifetime made me quite sad. So I got in the shower and had a wank instead. I wonder if Issac came to watch the parade on the Boothstown leg.
mickbrown Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 What about flids then? Same thing. True story this - when I was a student we had a spare room in our houseto rent - we had all sorts of nutters coming to see it, but what finally made us stop advertising it was when a bloke with no arms came to see it. We all sat down and had a debate how this fella would wipe his arse. The only possible way we could think of was that he ran his arse up and down the rim of the bath and them cleaned the bath. We had one of those bogs that were separate from the bath and this would have meant him walking from the bog to the bath room with a shitty arse. Therefore we decided feck it, we'll split the extra rent between us.
SatanGreavsie Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 Same thing. True story this - when I was a student we had a spare room in our houseto rent - we had all sorts of nutters coming to see it, but what finally made us stop advertising it was when a bloke with no arms came to see it. We all sat down and had a debate how this fella would wipe his arse. The only possible way we could think of was that he ran his arse up and down the rim of the bath and them cleaned the bath. We had one of those bogs that were separate from the bath and this would have meant him walking from the bog to the bath room with a shitty arse. Therefore we decided feck it, we'll split the extra rent between us. maybe he had no arse as well though
SatanGreavsie Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 anyhow, back to the plot. What happens, does he get run over or summat??
SatanGreavsie Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 or gets an allergic reaction to lavender and tea tree oil and bites his own head off?
Guest bwfcdan Posted March 23, 2009 Posted March 23, 2009 Mr Sheen sorts me out. Queer :p And i really wanna watch Marley and Me but no doubt ill end up all sad if the dog dies
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