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  1. https://www.msn.com/en-gb/entertainment/other/sky-news-halts-for-breaking-andrew-mountbatten-windsor-bombshell/ar-AA1VvxLo?ocid=msedgntp&pc=SCOODB&cvid=69813ab7aa4744d6824719ebd5ae8cbf&ei=17&cvpid=69824bda91784bf78fb4a50a45dd45cf
  2. I knew,, it was me the original comment was aimed at, I said as much at the time. it's always the same little group, quick with their "racist" accusations at every opportunity, although it might improve now one of them has had the ww2 shell removed from his ass.
  3. you just never know what the scheming feckers have on each other,used as a bit of leverage here and there, I dare say mandelson will drop a few names or incriminating comments as time passes. feckin' rats the lot of 'em.
  4. I believe that comment was a quote from someone else. I could be wrong. or not.
  5. No, it's only racism if Johnsond, me, or anyone who agrees with him posts it. anyone else posts it it's just something to laugh at or ignore if you wish.
  6. good thing johnny never made sausage skins,,,
  7. apparently if you watched her cooking programme according to the ever suffering husband,, "all your doughnuts will look like fanny's"
  8. A big city-slicker lawyer went duck hunting. He shot and dropped a bird, but it fell into a farmer's field on the other side of a fence. As the lawyer climbed over the fence, an elderly farmer drove up on his tractor and asked him what he was doing. The lawyer said, "I shot a duck and it fell in this field, and now I'm going to get it." The old farmer replied, "This is my property, and you are not coming over here." The angry lawyer said, "I am one of the best trial attorneys in the country and, if you don't let me get that duck, I'll sue you and take everything you own." The old farmer smiled and said, "Apparently, you don't know how we settle disputes in these parts. We settle small disagreements with the 'Three Kick Rule.'" The lawyer asked, "What is the 'Three Kick Rule'?" The Farmer replied, "Well, because the dispute occurs on my land, I get to go first. I kick you three times and then you kick me three times and so on back and forth until someone gives up." The lawyer quickly thought about the proposed contest and decided that he could easily take the old codger. He agreed to abide by the local custom. The old farmer slowly climbed down from the tractor and walked up to the attorney. His first kick planted the toe of his heavy steel toed work boot into the lawyer's groin and dropped him to his knees. His second kick to the midriff sent the lawyer's last meal gush'n' from his mouth. The lawyer was on all fours when the farmer's third kick to his rear end, sent him face-first into a fresh cow pie. The lawyer summoned every bit of his will and dragged himself to his feet. Wiping his face with the arm of his jacket, he said, "Okay, you old fart. Now it's my turn." The old farmer smiled and said, "Nah, I give up. You can have the duck."
  9. As a bagpiper, I was asked by a funeral director to play at a graveside service for a homeless man who had no family or friends. The funeral was to be held at a cemetery in the remote countryside and this man would be the first to be laid to rest there. As I was not familiar with the backwoods area, I became lost and being a typical man, did not stop for directions. I finally arrived an hour late. I saw the backhoe and the crew who were eating lunch but the hearse was nowhere in sight. I apologized to the workers for my tardiness and stepped to the side of the open grave where I saw the vault lid already in place. I assured the workers I would not hold them up for long but this was the proper thing to do. The workers gathered around, still eating their lunch. I played out my heart and soul. As I played the workers began to weep. I played and I played like I'd never played before, from Going Home and The Lord is My Shepherd to Flowers of the Forest . I closed the lengthy session with Amazing Grace and walked to my car. As I was opening the door and taking off my coat, I overheard one of the workers saying to another, Sweet Jeezuz, Mary 'n Joseph, I have never seen nothin' like that before and I've been putting in septic tanks for twenty years
  10. if a doctor eats an apple has he created a paradox?

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