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Dave7

Dave7

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Location
Cheshire
I know who you mean, well known in the professional circles.
Ah...........So you know why I am not mentioning names :smile:
 

Drago

Legendary Member
Many years ago I applied for a mortgage. I was summoned to the bank and interviewed by the attractive lady manager.

She was sat at her desk with her back to the window when suddenly the sun came out and started shining through her silky white blouse, effectively rendering her topless to the eye.

I just nodded and drooled, but I got the mortgage. That said, 132% interest rate isn't the best I've ever agreed to!
 

welsh dragon

Thanks but no thanks. I think I'll pass.
Mr WD opened a bag of crisps once and found absolutely nothing accept fresh air...

I opened a tin of tuna and there was only oil. No tuna.
 

welsh dragon

Thanks but no thanks. I think I'll pass.
I bought a couple of pieces of flat pack furniture from MFI decades ago (yes I know) a couple of the screws were missing from each box. I bet that's never happened to anyone else.
 

Cubist

Still wavin'
Location
Ovver 'thill
I bit into a scotch egg once and the egg was missing
Just a straight scotch then?
 

byegad

Legendary Member
Location
NE England
I was browsing the cycling part of the interweb thingy when I stumbled upon a cycling forum...

The rest is history and a lot of money spent on brain care in rehabilitation.
 
My night in Portsmouth.

First, we stopped for a drink in a tiny - lounge room sized - pub. It was a very cozy space, that became much cosier when the Elvis impersonator came out and began his act, squeezing between the patrons. When we finished our drinks and left, he escorted us all the way to our car, serenading me on his radio mike.

Then there was the purpose of the night, a benefit gig on the pier featuring Kangaroo Moon, my friend's favourite band. Only weird in a mainstream way.

Finally, at the end of the evening, we lost touch with our friend, so my partner went to look for him. I let him out of the car near a night club, and then quickly locked the door as a night club patron tried to get in, mistaking me for a minicab. Then it got really weird ....

He opened his wallet to show me he had cash, while making a familiar gesture with his other hand. Yup, he was soliciting for a hand job. I quickly drove away, now worried that my two friends might get press-ganged, and wake up mid Atlantic.
 
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