In reply to Post #25
5 ice because it just melts in nicely with a nice measure of Rum
Once went round Leeds with some mate, started on the shorts as you do, mates round, I'll have a double Captain Morgan's spice, run of the mill stuff with 5 ice, he said he would have the same, £24!!!
Always have 5 ice now
5 ice because it just melts in nicely with a nice measure of Rum
Once went round Leeds with some mate, started on the shorts as you do, mates round, I'll have a double Captain Morgan's spice, run of the mill stuff with 5 ice, he said he would have the same, £24!!!
Always have 5 ice now
In reply to Post #30
As for the Thai bride stuff, the thought of a pair of plumbs hanging out of each side of a thong does nothing for me
Same as the Adam's apple
Here's a quick story, we used to work with a bloke, Barry breakfast, used to have a full blown pile up in the canteen every morning, used to wear a scruffy old blue knitted jumper all the time and spill his breakfast down it every morning as he shovelled it in, not to mention the egg running down his chin, lot of a character, lived by himself. Anyway, old Baz was one of the first in there with the Thai stuff. Got himself on a web site, ****ed off over there and came back with one!
As you can imagine, we were all intrigued to speak to him when he came back to work. How was Thailand Baz, ****ing warm, we could all imagine him sat there in the blue jumper lol. Anyway, the long and short of it was, it was OK, except for the breakfast, got up one morning and they had prepared him a plate of fruit, not to be outdone, Baz had a walk down to the local market and came back with some eggs and some breakfast substitutes, here, get that in the ****ing wok
A mate went round telling everybody that they introduced Barry to the family, this is mum, this is dad, this is my brother, this is my sister and this is our pet water buffalo, and Barry ate it
As for the Thai bride stuff, the thought of a pair of plumbs hanging out of each side of a thong does nothing for me
Same as the Adam's apple
Here's a quick story, we used to work with a bloke, Barry breakfast, used to have a full blown pile up in the canteen every morning, used to wear a scruffy old blue knitted jumper all the time and spill his breakfast down it every morning as he shovelled it in, not to mention the egg running down his chin, lot of a character, lived by himself. Anyway, old Baz was one of the first in there with the Thai stuff. Got himself on a web site, ****ed off over there and came back with one!
As you can imagine, we were all intrigued to speak to him when he came back to work. How was Thailand Baz, ****ing warm, we could all imagine him sat there in the blue jumper lol. Anyway, the long and short of it was, it was OK, except for the breakfast, got up one morning and they had prepared him a plate of fruit, not to be outdone, Baz had a walk down to the local market and came back with some eggs and some breakfast substitutes, here, get that in the ****ing wok
A mate went round telling everybody that they introduced Barry to the family, this is mum, this is dad, this is my brother, this is my sister and this is our pet water buffalo, and Barry ate it
In reply to Post #10
Way down deep in the middle of the Congo, A hippo took an apricot, a guava and a mango. He stuck it with the others and he danced a dainty tango. The rhino said, "I know... we'll call it Um Bongo!" Um Bongo, Um Bongo, they drink it in the Congo! The python picked the passion-fruit, The marmoset the mandarine, the parrot painted packets that the whole caboodle landed in. So when it comes to sun and fun and goodness in the jungle, they all prefer the sunny, funny one they call Um Bongo!"
Way down deep in the middle of the Congo, A hippo took an apricot, a guava and a mango. He stuck it with the others and he danced a dainty tango. The rhino said, "I know... we'll call it Um Bongo!" Um Bongo, Um Bongo, they drink it in the Congo! The python picked the passion-fruit, The marmoset the mandarine, the parrot painted packets that the whole caboodle landed in. So when it comes to sun and fun and goodness in the jungle, they all prefer the sunny, funny one they call Um Bongo!"
In reply to Post #33
That's the one mate, Umbongo, umbongo
That's the one mate, Umbongo, umbongo
In reply to Post #33
I'm reminded of the Little Britain sketch with the posh diner in a posh restaurant-who orders a posh meal, an excellent choice for a person of his upper-class. But when the waiter asks 'will there be anymore?' he replies a Double-Decker and an Um Bongo.
I'm reminded of the Little Britain sketch with the posh diner in a posh restaurant-who orders a posh meal, an excellent choice for a person of his upper-class. But when the waiter asks 'will there be anymore?' he replies a Double-Decker and an Um Bongo.
In reply to Post #35
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In reply to Post #33
I've had that ad on my mind for the last few days...was watching a FA Cup match and I swear the guys name was....yes that ...well nearly Mumbongo
I've had that ad on my mind for the last few days...was watching a FA Cup match and I swear the guys name was....yes that
...well nearly Mumbongo
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