You really are a dab hand with the jokes DomOriginally Posted by dominion
What's the difference between Investment Bankers and London Pigeons?
The Pigeons are still capable of making deposits on new BMW's
You really are a dab hand with the jokes DomWhat's the difference between Investment Bankers and London Pigeons?
The Pigeons are still capable of making deposits on new BMW's
I'm simply the go-between on another forum!You really are a dab hand with the jokes Dom
Heard about the Isle of Dogs Building Society, in bad trouble?
They had to call in the retrievers.
LOLI'm simply the go-between on another forum!
Heard about the Isle of Dogs Building Society, in bad trouble?
They had to call in the retrievers.that really does take the biscuit
well, a religious baby fish turned to mom and said:
"mom do you believe in Cod"?
dom i see you have trashed this thread but i do notice you are having a whale of time doing it, but hey don't let me stop you mopping up, i'm sure pike will be along to have his supper on a plaice roaches, he may even tickle a trout.
If I tie a worm to Dom's thread I could go phishing.
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You still got the BMW X5 Bob, what with the credit crunch and everything?
I remember at Ambleside sports a couple of years ago when the car park was waterlogged! You were one of the only cars that managed to get out, and knocked two car park marshals into a puddle, moments after spraying up a load of muck into their faces!
Ha ha! That wassock didn't know what had hit him.
Got one of these f##ckers now:
http://www.bmw.co.uk/bmwuk/index/0,,...-bmwuk,00.html
A thirsty beatch tho!
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