Hairy Bikers

****. You can call me anything you like .. even an American, but don't you
_ever_ fucking compare me with that insecure, egocentric, fucked-in-the-
head charity case.

Awight?

 

Oh Gawd ... just _stop_ being so fucking right, OK ? I'm not used to it..

 

Bear wrote

What do you mean you don't mind. It's no fun if you don't mind. the
bloody point is to make you mind. I can't go wasting my time having
pops at you if you don't play by the rules. It is important in my case,
I ain't got that long left only another 20 years or so and I don't want
to be squandering it having a go at someone who doesn't mind, is sort of
defeats he whole point of the exercise.

Well that is absolute bollox. If you had any respect you would mind but
you haven't so you don't.

Disrespectful yoof. I hope you get a job.

 

Odd how things stick in the mind. I can remember a few years ago Champ
being (justifiably) caustic to someone jumping on an already
overcrowded bandwagon by replying "paging Champ" to a post that
mentioned hairdressers.

 

Yes, indeed.

 

In MacSoup it does slightly more than that. But, yeah.

I've said before that I've never really understood the point of calling
"Plonk!", but enough people seem to like doing it to make me accept that
there may be some merit in it. Somewhere.

 

Insults are insults. Water of a duck's back, an' all that. Malice,
innuendo and downright untruths are a very different kettle of fish,
IMO.

 

"Loz and Pip gan cookin', pet."
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Salad Dodger says...

Very good, but I'm not a geordie and can't cook, plus neither of us is
particularly hairy.

 

Didn't see the point in gutting the eels live.

 

Anyone you've never met?

 

*chortle*

 

Headless eels can wriggle for hours, even in a pan of boiling water.

 

I can't remember how my Mam used to do it, but I do remember that each
1" section used to wriggle of its own accord when it was in the pan.

 

Using the patented Mavis Beacon "Hunt&Peck" Technique, Bear

Smoked eels, food of the Gods mate. I used to *love* them bought from
the market in Cloggieland, washed down with a few beers.

<happy nostalgic sigh>

I'm bored with this wagon now[1]. I propose to fall off of it tomorrow.
With a vengeance.

[1] It's been whole three days FFS!

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I used to like jellied eels. And it was most entertaining to watch it
being made.

Something amusing to do with the left-over ones was feed them to the
ferrets... live, of course...

 

Ever tried feeding a dead ferret?

 

Champ wrote

Telling them you are doing it is a win for them. Doing on the quiet is
a draw. Not doing it and simply ignoring them is a win for you.

 

Bear wrote

A kin hazard to motorcycling round Billingsgate those things used to be.
them and escaping crabs. We don't have a Billingsgate any more do we?

 

You know full well what I meant, Mr. Pedant.