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Post by mrfish on Nov 14, 2011 12:29:30 GMT
It is with sad regret that I inform members of the lateness of this birthday greeting to Captain Ratman, who recently turned 30 for the 5th time last week. The reason for this lateness is however a strategic one, as Ratman was accompanying Arthur on the Hebredies (spell) footy tournament and details of his age were confidential until he returned so he could play sweeper.
He is now also set to star in this years new Home Alone movie. This year Kevin (Ratbeg), still living at home with his folks and smoking 60 Regal King Size a day, returns home from a visit to the local Primary School where he works as a volunteer....he's so good at the volunteering that the authorities don't even know he's there, only to find the entire family were away on a weeks festive holidays to Butlins. "Here we go again" sighs poor Kevin as he organises a Dogging Party in his living room with the lights on so the neighbours think everyone's still home and he's not there on his own again.
Marv, one leg of the bandits, is no longer with us after drowning in one of the houses they flooded whilst looking for Harry's gold tooth, so Harry joins forces with a crook named Sherman and the pair first come into the movie while out stealing a load of bog rolls from McDonalds. Then Harry sets his sights on vengance....and this time the thing he's stealing is Kevins virginity. What will Arthur have to say about that....
Happy Belated 30th Comrade Rat.
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Post by ratman on Nov 14, 2011 12:58:10 GMT
IAWT caballero fishero, many thanks for the kind words...there is another party this weekend in the moat road playpark, charles and eddie are performing live with a guest appearance by the outhere brothers, and there will be a buffet of polo mints and lucozade sport. All welcome...
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Post by Mitty on Nov 14, 2011 13:05:18 GMT
It is with sad regret that I inform members of the lateness of this birthday greeting to Captain Ratman, who recently turned 30 for the 5th time last week. The reason for this lateness is however a strategic one, as Ratman was accompanying Arthur on the Hebredies (spell) footy tournament and details of his age were confidential until he returned so he could play sweeper. He is now also set to star in this years new Home Alone movie. This year Kevin (Ratbeg), still living at home with his folks and smoking 60 Regal King Size a day, returns home from a visit to the local Primary School where he works as a volunteer....he's so good at the volunteering that the authorities don't even know he's there, only to find the entire family were away on a weeks festive holidays to Butlins. "Here we go again" sighs poor Kevin as he organises a Dogging Party in his living room with the lights on so the neighbours think everyone's still home and he's not there on his own again. Marv, one leg of the bandits, is no longer with us after drowning in one of the houses they flooded whilst looking for Harry's gold tooth, so Harry joins forces with a crook named Sherman and the pair first come into the movie while out stealing a load of bog rolls from McDonalds. Then Harry sets his sights on vengance....and this time the thing he's stealing is Kevins virginity. What will Arthur have to say about that.... Happy Belated 30th Comrade Rat. ;D ;D |
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Post by mrfish on Nov 14, 2011 13:50:57 GMT
IAWT caballero fishero, many thanks for the kind words...there is another party this weekend in the moat road playpark, charles and eddie are performing live with a guest appearance by the outhere brothers, and there will be a buffet of polo mints and lucozade sport. All welcome... I used to love Polo Mints but I have been unable to eat them since my mid teens after witnessing disturbing scenes at the Polo Mint Sheds in the Rectory. Least said the better.... |
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Post by rubberman on Nov 14, 2011 14:01:47 GMT
IAWT caballero fishero, many thanks for the kind words...there is another party this weekend in the moat road playpark, charles and eddie are performing live with a guest appearance by the outhere brothers, and there will be a buffet of polo mints and lucozade sport. All welcome... I used to love Polo Mints but I have been unable to eat them since my mid teens after witnessing disturbing scenes at the Polo Mint Sheds in the Rectory. Least said the better.... ;D ;D ;D ;Dsssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh  :-Xyou no what :-Xmeans fishy  ................................some cherrys plucked round the polomints sheds  |
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Post by Muffin Man on Nov 14, 2011 19:54:41 GMT
hahahahaha cracker fisher
the polo mint sheds lol
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Post by topofthetownclown on Nov 14, 2011 19:59:27 GMT
fish got his 1st face up at the polo mint sheds, wee sinead reilly taught him the ole mars bar trick  |
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Post by Muffin Man on Nov 14, 2011 20:16:23 GMT
fish got his 1st face up at the polo mint sheds, wee sinead reilly taught him the ole mars bar trick is that not were you lost your viginity at to wee Sinead Mc nally |
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Post by topofthetownclown on Nov 14, 2011 20:17:39 GMT
fish got his 1st face up at the polo mint sheds, wee sinead reilly taught him the ole mars bar trick is that not were you lost your viginity at to wee Sinead Mc nally na i lost mine at the high rise flats to slappy |
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Post by Muffin Man on Nov 14, 2011 20:23:12 GMT
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Post by topofthetownclown on Nov 14, 2011 20:24:14 GMT
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Post by mrfish on Nov 14, 2011 22:19:17 GMT
fish got his 1st face up at the polo mint sheds, wee sinead reilly taught him the ole mars bar trick Is that who that was?? I couldn't tell. There were bodies everywhere. When ye've seen one camel toe ye've seen them all!! |
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Post by mrfish on Nov 14, 2011 22:23:20 GMT
I used to love Polo Mints but I have been unable to eat them since my mid teens after witnessing disturbing scenes at the Polo Mint Sheds in the Rectory. Least said the better.... ;D ;D ;D ;Dsssssssssssssssshhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh :-Xyou no what :-Xmeans fishy ................................some cherrys plucked round the polomints sheds hahahaha!!!! Yer just right Rubberpubes. The only Cherry that wasn't picked at the Polo Mint Sheds was Edgar!! Ye know that's where the DOE got the idea for their invention for reaching high places. The Cherry Picker, when in full working order, rises to a proud upstanding height, much like many of the devices used for picking cherries at the polo Mint Sheds....  |
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Post by mrfish on Nov 14, 2011 22:25:09 GMT
na i lost mine at the high rise flats to slappy hahahahahaahahahaha oul slappy The only woman I ever seen clear an entire football pitch quicker than Bobby Flemming!! Some sweaty loads sampled after that match by the aptly named Slappy!! ;D ;D ;D |
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Post by mrfish on Nov 14, 2011 22:55:55 GMT
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Post by mrfish on Nov 15, 2011 13:42:59 GMT
Have to say though, of all the banging that went on in the vacinity of the Polo Mint Sheds and the greater Rectory area, the biggest bang I ever witnessed was during a game of Manhunt. I was captured by half of the enemy forces and dragged, unbroken and unbeaten, to an alleyway beside the flats were I defended my letter, almost to the death....that was until the other half of the enemy forces arrived, irrate after failed attempts to catch Rooster who made a b-line for freedom when I was caught. All I remember is, laying on the ground in that alleyway getting punched and slapped....I looked up, and past the huddle of heads above me, through the breaking of sunlight between the shadows a vision appeared, almost like an eagle flying overhead....it was Brian Maybin who flew over big Geard the Bear Spurgeon's shoulder and landed beautifully on my forehead with the sole of his trainer. He lifted that very foot and appeared to be planting it in the same vacinity of my brow again before I rudely interupted!!! ....not only did I tell them my letter, I told them our entire f**king word... ;D ;D ;D Old School fishster...they don't make them like me anymore!! |
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Post by rubberman on Nov 15, 2011 13:52:19 GMT
Have to say though, of all the banging that went on in the vacinity of the Polo Mint Sheds and the greater Rectory area, the biggest bang I ever witnessed was during a game of Manhunt. I was captured by half of the enemy forces and dragged, unbroken and unbeaten, to an alleyway beside the flats were I defended my letter, almost to the death....that was until the other half of the enemy forces arrived, irrate after failed attempts to catch Rooster who made a b-line for freedom when I was caught. All I remember is, laying on the ground in that alleyway getting punched and slapped....I looked up, and past the huddle of heads above me, through the breaking of sunlight between the shadows a vision appeared, almost like an eagle flying overhead....it was Brian Maybin who flew over big Geard the Bear Spurgeon's shoulder and landed beautifully on my forehead with the sole of his trainer. He lifted that very foot and appeared to be planting it in the same vacinity of my brow again before I rudely interupted!!! ....not only did I tell them my letter, I told them our entire f**king word... ;D ;D ;D Old School fishster...they don't make them like me anymore!! some craic in them days!!!!! i mind a boy getting his wicked way with an intoxicated female,not the best looking now, but new what a growler was for(the type that you dont want to get caught banging ;D) the above mention jr maybin happened to STUMBLE upon this wild activity :)only to hear the female moaning his name............................ :Dshe was that pissed she thought she was humping him :Dand told all her wee friends in school that week hahahahahahahaha :Ppure sin when he put her right in school |
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Post by mrfish on Nov 15, 2011 14:00:05 GMT
Have to say though, of all the banging that went on in the vacinity of the Polo Mint Sheds and the greater Rectory area, the biggest bang I ever witnessed was during a game of Manhunt. I was captured by half of the enemy forces and dragged, unbroken and unbeaten, to an alleyway beside the flats were I defended my letter, almost to the death....that was until the other half of the enemy forces arrived, irrate after failed attempts to catch Rooster who made a b-line for freedom when I was caught. All I remember is, laying on the ground in that alleyway getting punched and slapped....I looked up, and past the huddle of heads above me, through the breaking of sunlight between the shadows a vision appeared, almost like an eagle flying overhead....it was Brian Maybin who flew over big Geard the Bear Spurgeon's shoulder and landed beautifully on my forehead with the sole of his trainer. He lifted that very foot and appeared to be planting it in the same vacinity of my brow again before I rudely interupted!!! ....not only did I tell them my letter, I told them our entire f**king word... ;D ;D ;D Old School fishster...they don't make them like me anymore!! some craic in them days!!!!! i mind a boy getting his wicked way with an intoxicated female,not the best looking now, but new what a growler was for(the type that you dont want to get caught banging ;D) the above mention jr maybin happened to STUMBLE upon this wild activity :)only to hear the female moaning his name............................ :Dshe was that pissed she thought she was humping him :Dand told all her wee friends in school that week hahahahahahahaha :Ppure sin when he put her right in school Hahahahahahahahahahaha!!!!!!!! And lets face it, there were plenty of witnesses in them days!! |
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Post by junior on Nov 15, 2011 19:09:27 GMT
Have to say though, of all the banging that went on in the vacinity of the Polo Mint Sheds and the greater Rectory area, the biggest bang I ever witnessed was during a game of Manhunt. I was captured by half of the enemy forces and dragged, unbroken and unbeaten, to an alleyway beside the flats were I defended my letter, almost to the death....that was until the other half of the enemy forces arrived, irrate after failed attempts to catch Rooster who made a b-line for freedom when I was caught. All I remember is, laying on the ground in that alleyway getting punched and slapped....I looked up, and past the huddle of heads above me, through the breaking of sunlight between the shadows a vision appeared, almost like an eagle flying overhead....it was Brian Maybin who flew over big Geard the Bear Spurgeon's shoulder and landed beautifully on my forehead with the sole of his trainer. He lifted that very foot and appeared to be planting it in the same vacinity of my brow again before I rudely interupted!!! ....not only did I tell them my letter, I told them our entire f**king word... ;D ;D ;D Old School fishster...they don't make them like me anymore!! Lol fishster...a mispent childhood for sure. Remember playing manhunt myself on my estate...although abc was my personal favourite. |
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Post by mrfish on Nov 15, 2011 23:45:00 GMT
Have to say though, of all the banging that went on in the vacinity of the Polo Mint Sheds and the greater Rectory area, the biggest bang I ever witnessed was during a game of Manhunt. I was captured by half of the enemy forces and dragged, unbroken and unbeaten, to an alleyway beside the flats were I defended my letter, almost to the death....that was until the other half of the enemy forces arrived, irrate after failed attempts to catch Rooster who made a b-line for freedom when I was caught. All I remember is, laying on the ground in that alleyway getting punched and slapped....I looked up, and past the huddle of heads above me, through the breaking of sunlight between the shadows a vision appeared, almost like an eagle flying overhead....it was Brian Maybin who flew over big Geard the Bear Spurgeon's shoulder and landed beautifully on my forehead with the sole of his trainer. He lifted that very foot and appeared to be planting it in the same vacinity of my brow again before I rudely interupted!!! ....not only did I tell them my letter, I told them our entire f**king word... ;D ;D ;D Old School fishster...they don't make them like me anymore!! Lol fishster...a mispent childhood for sure. Remember playing manhunt myself on my estate...although abc was my personal favourite. ;D ;D ;D ;D Just be glad ye didn't play it with Maybin or ye wouldn't be able to spell ABC today!! |
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Post by junior on Nov 16, 2011 9:06:48 GMT
Well abc wouldn't have the phisicalaties involved that manhaunt would...no this was a far better game were we politely got the ladies to participate, and participate they did. Abc was a game fabricated by the men were the woman when asked by the men had to choose a letter a,b or c....each letter having a specific task ie a face, handjob or a blowjob....the ladies never seemed to catch on no matter how many times they played 1 they never got a face and 2 always ended up on there knees! ;D We had some classy birds, one being the aptly named "egor" who one night got fingered up buntys lane with a glove on the end of a stick then made smell the glove so to prove how stinking she was....those were the days fishster those were the days! |
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Post by ratman on Nov 16, 2011 10:00:52 GMT
We had some classy birds, one being the aptly named "egor" who one night got fingered up buntys lane with a glove on the end of a stick then made smell the glove so to prove how stinking she was....those were the days fishster those were the days! hahaha... |
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Post by mrfish on Nov 16, 2011 10:05:52 GMT
Well abc wouldn't have the phisicalaties involved that manhaunt would...no this was a far better game were we politely got the ladies to participate, and participate they did. Abc was a game fabricated by the men were the woman when asked by the men had to choose a letter a,b or c....each letter having a specific task ie a face, handjob or a blowjob....the ladies never seemed to catch on no matter how many times they played 1 they never got a face and 2 always ended up on there knees! ;D We had some classy birds, one being the aptly named "egor" who one night got fingered up buntys lane with a glove on the end of a stick then made smell the glove so to prove how stinking she was....those were the days fishster those were the days! Hahahahahaha!!!!! Fantastic post mate!!!!! |
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Post by Jeff on Nov 16, 2011 10:28:48 GMT
Whata game junior. I'm free tonight think you could round up a few of the troops for a wee game |
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Post by junior on Nov 16, 2011 10:33:34 GMT
Whata game junior. I'm free tonight think you could round up a few of the troops for a wee game Il c what I can do Larry...although "egor" is now in a relationship with the aptly named "wee rotten ballax"! |
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Post by Rab on Nov 16, 2011 10:55:42 GMT
 Some craic lads |
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Post by pele on Nov 16, 2011 11:04:28 GMT
Whata game junior. I'm free tonight think you could round up a few of the troops for a wee game Il c what I can do Larry...although "egor" is now in a relationship with the aptly named "wee rotten ballax"! Who's the lucky fella Junior that ended up with egor? ;D |
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Post by mrfish on Nov 16, 2011 11:14:00 GMT
Il c what I can do Larry...although "egor" is now in a relationship with the aptly named "wee rotten ballax"! Who's the lucky fella Junior that ended up with egor? ;D Well I've often reffered to Junior as "That Wee Rotten Ballax".... ;D ;D |
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Post by junior on Nov 16, 2011 12:00:29 GMT
Who's the lucky fella Junior that ended up with egor? ;D Well I've often reffered to Junior as "That Wee Rotten Ballax".... ;D ;D Wee birdie...any wonder his teeth is that colour! |
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Post by mrfish on Nov 16, 2011 12:03:23 GMT
Well I've often reffered to Junior as "That Wee Rotten Ballax".... ;D ;D Wee birdie...any wonder his teeth is that colour! Hahahahahahahaha!!!!!! Wee Bird Flu!!! |
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................................some cherrys plucked round the polomints sheds 
Some craic lads