Fell Ponies??

[Amex]

I was also privileged to witness the real-life meeting of Amex and Antisocial. Unfortunately, what passed between them cannot be repeated on a public forum, but can best be described as good-natured foul-mouthed invective.

I thought we got on like a house on fire.
Short bursts of pure abuse with smiles, (he still wants to be a pony, you can see the longing in his eyes, he eyed me up and down, in a very provocative way)


I tell you what, he is not a bad fell runner!

[stevefoster]

Merrylegs is no more, according to Antisally, Amex has eaten him, and a whole field full of Fell Ponies

It's not about ability, it's about appetite

[Tussockface]

I thought we got on like a house on fire.

And to judge by today's exchanges on the Midsummer Madness thread, the ruins are still smouldering.

[Tussockface]

I tell you what, he is not a bad fell runner!

Yes, but he's a VERY NAUGHTY BOY.

[stevefoster]

Yes, but he's a VERY NAUGHTY BOY.

Agree, Monty Python's Brian has nothing on him

[crumblydown]

Merrylegs is no more, according to Antisally, Amex has eaten him, and a whole field full of Fell Ponies

It's not about ability, it's about appetite

And for desert, Antisally with a bit of custard, just to try and sweeten him a bit.

[stevefoster]

And for desert, Antisally with a bit of custard, just to try and sweeten him a bit.

Yorkshire Pudding with custard.................bleurgh!!!!!!!!!

[Hanneke]

Ohhh, would have loved to have seen the meeting of Amex and Antisally

Lovely pup Merry

[Tussockface]

Ohhh, would have loved to have seen the meeting of Amex and Antisally

Amex caught Antisally off guard and he started off in the guise of friendly and polite young Master Paul. Halfway through the sentence he remembered his alter ego - or else realised who he was talking to - and transformed into the Antisally we all know. It was like an attack of sudden-onset Tourettes.
I took cover at this point and missed the rest.

[Amex]

Amex caught Antisally off guard and he started off in the guise of friendly and polite young Master Paul. Halfway through the sentence he remembered his alter ego - or else realised who he was talking to - and transformed into the Antisally we all know. It was like an attack of sudden-onset Tourettes.
I took cover at this point and missed the rest.

Could not have described it any better myself, again what a nice chap he is.