(and he's only got 2 more to go until 5000!!)
I know! I want to reply to several other posts, but I can't. Anyway, looking at the lies here, I doubt I'm going to say anything amazing funny here, but, I want to actually get some work done, so I'm stopping in precisely one post time!!
MDB RM likes catting. It's like dogging but you do it on top of the neighbours fence.
*The auditorium goes quiet as the audience waits expectantly for for Mad Dog to make his last, and most crucial move.....*
Hmmmmm, I could copy what has been said above, but that would be predictable. I could reply with 'Mornington Crescent!' but I said that only recently, I.... I don't know actually..... hmmmmmm.... Cats... fences... TVC has been entered into this years Grand National, but has been told not to break a leg by his Theatre luvvy friends?.... no, that's rubbish.... hmmmmm.
Ok, this wont be the best, but it will be a good workmanlike performance, so, here goes:
TVC was out for a cycle one day, when he got left hooked by a little old lady on a mobility scooter. He fought to keep his bike under control for the next mile and a half, but the heady speed of 6 mph was just far too much for him and he crashed.
Unfortunately, his shorts somehow got caught somewhere and were pulled down (this bit has never been properly explained. He possibly was playing with himself) and he landed bum first in some wet concrete, creating a rather attractive bum print in the road.
Ever since, people flock from as far afield as Rothley just to see Leicestershire's answer to that place in Hollywood where there are all the foot prints of the stars. They hope to expand on it soon.
Sorry!
TTFN!