Ahah! So *that's* what colour...

.... the boat house is!

http://news.bbc.co.uk/1/hi/england/hereford/worcs/8577848.stm

'Google is acting "irresponsibly" by publishing photos of the SAS
headquarters near Hereford on the internet, the city's MP has claimed.'

 

It's not like no-one knows where they are based and most of the camp is
visble from the road anyway.

 

What a twat.
I'm sure the Googlecam can inform the terists what the boys in the
berets are up to, right?
Frankly if the terists are planning a go at the SAS, I'd not give much
for their chances and anyway, the guys there would probably just regard
it as good exercise - wiv live ammo.

 

Paul Keetch MP needs to get a fucking grip.

Or get voted out, one or the other.

 

Gah. I need to get a life, given that I could place this quote straight
away.

 

It produces a Pavlovian gnashing of the teeth with me because of the way
the **** pronounces Hereford.

 

Yep!

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Nige,

Land Rover 90
Yamaha R1
Range Rover Vogue

 

Who doesn't? It's a great film, one of my favourites.

 

Might watch it today.....

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Nige,

Land Rover 90
Yamaha R1
Range Rover Vogue

 

And get shot, by the most highly regarded elite special forces unit in
the world.

Great plan.

 

I know you're probably being ironic, having known[1] a few actual
terrorists in my time, I can tell you they're generally not that
cogent as to think something like that through the whole way.

And, sort of hilariously, the main SAS depot is not anywhere near
Hereford.


[1] and I wish I hadn't[2]
[2] being menaced by your sister's boyfriend's cousin with a pistol
isn't much fun any day of the week, especially, as it happened, at ~3
am on a Friday night after a long session on the vodka[3]
[3] though perhaps more "fun" than being suspended by the ankles off
the 8th floor of a balcony on Divis Flats until you "told them were
the guns where", having absolutely no idea about what was going on
might, objectively speaking, be considered worse[4]
[4] the RUC took such pity on me after that[5] that they sequestered a
car to give me a lift back home from the Crumlin Road nick to my flat
in Bangor.
[5] well, after one of the ex-Divis flat's tenants had a "nasty fall"
down some stairs[6]
[6] oops, I wasn't supposed to mention that, though isn't >20 years
sufficient "wiggle room" for this sort of thing?

 

Credenhill is the RHQ and well known in the public domain. Symbolically a
hit there would be more significant than one on an "insignificant MoD
storage facility", don't you think?

Paul Keetch is a cock though. He is being booted out by the Lib Dems in
favour of some 33 year old female. He's just trying to raise his profile
before receiving his P45.

 

This British always say that the SAS is the most highly regarded. Not
everyone does.

 

Evidently, not everyone is right.

 

vulgarandmischevious posted:

Yeah, but the gainsayers are foreign and therefore don't count.

 

It's that sort of fucked up logic that gets tourists arrested for
taking pictures of Buck House.

 

That's prolly a good thing.

 

Finally an exlpanation of why you're so jittery and have a penchant
for wearning high heels.

(I know it doesn't really explain the latter but I like bringing it
upwhenever I can)

 

it was only that one time, FFS.

anyway, who the **** let you back in?

BTW - were you in any way responsible for "300"? The fucking penguins
were bad enough, but that was the last straw.

 

No. I didn't work on it and I sympathise with your distress. Since I
last saw you when -corrent me if I'm wrong- you were wearing a pencil
skirt and halter top ensemble, I've worked on Where the Shit Things
Are, Knowing (starring Shit Cage) and 28 Shitty Weeks Later. I'm
currently working on some other shit.