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Racist Welsh bastards Can't believe they used to keep black people down the mines

You can add your own thoughts below Here's one that jumped into my head..... Do transgender folk cry whilst having a wank with a dick they wish they didn't have?

Down a farm’s road in the Alentejo

Llwyn On

I had a thought!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!! A bench front seat for Woody, iused the original rear seat, i think im on to something. She may not run yet butt, the Hunny's can be closer, turns out being a pervert is a inspiring drive in a man that spurs him into creative productivity, amaZing. Explains all the fancy work done on vans.

Were you a 'donkey handler'

My village.

ask @Buckster he'll know , he's probably crying right now

Alright mate, thanks. I took early retirement last year and we've moved to the South of France. Bonniebird is working over here, but I'm a man of leisure now!

Nope the crown prosecution felt the pictures spoke for themselves so the barrister didn’t even turn up, it was clearly attempted murder but for an open and shut guaranteed conviction they went for GBH. He was out in just under two years. The thing we struggled with most was he’d abused his previous girlfriend but she was too frightened to testify and so he was suddenly free to do it to someone else with no markers to follow him. His dad was very high up in the military and well connected. So well connected the day after the stabbing he turned up with an entourage, including a solicitor from Burgess Salmon who are one of the highest paid law firms in the country. You have to be very well connected to get one of those people to drop everything they are doing to defend someone they’ve never met who’s clearly guilty. Fortunately Mr Slowly knew him and told him to leave immediately. It was the freakiest time! We put it out on the internet so any Google search any potential girlfriend might do would show it up and somehow everytime the content was removed. Disappeared completely which was an almost impossible thing to do back then. Heyho. From a weird coincidence point of view it was a strong one.

Depends on what the bit of Steak I’ve just ordered is like … it could go all bandy .

That’s me sorted for footy tonight

what do you get if you throw a hand grenade into a 1970's french kitchen? Linoleum blownapart

Blimey when you’re not ripping pics of the internet you don’t do a bad job.

Yep.........can't wait for the onboard video.

he's got a record for that.... the twat

Money and status can buy the justice you want! The system is totally corrupt!

Is he posting selfie’s again, I daren’t unblock him and look. (I’ve just eaten)

If you have time and are still around the Bala area this is a cracking mountain pass can be a bit narrow in places https://www.google.com/maps/@52.7917622,-3.6114914,3a,75y,230.82h,73.31t/data=!3m6!1e1!3m4!1sj6uKmuV4kS5ZZ3PuxXXprg!2e0!7i16384!8i8192

Me and myself are the nice ones, just saying. i sucks.

Bringing up the rear! Nice idea, so who is the pervert you are working with that has all these good ideas? Surely not you, being a fine gentleman......

in '93 I move to a different country. in '99 get married. in 2015 (ish)my wife's 20yr old cousin Mael decides he wants to learn how to make guitars and signs up for a School in the UK. His main tutor there is... my cousin James. WTF!?

Is Bruce still there showing everybody his ass?

Check out Bala Lake!

Im not good at this game.

oh ..yes , today is bike action , watch and learn.

. You will fit in great around here then......

Ok here’s my worse and weirdest one, it’s a bit dark so I’ll try n skip the grimmest parts. My boys were about 2 and 3 years old so going out with your friends on a night out is a big deal, it involves babysitters, forward planning, the involvement of third parties just so you can possibly shower and change out of milk n food, bath waste water soaked clothes and arrive anywhere looking clean and nearly on time. It’s so much hassle you just don’t bother. But it was a besties 30th so ok I’ll do it. Mr Slowly and I would take it in turns to be the designated driver but in reality it was mostly me. This night however it was my turn and I was determined to make the most of it. About an hour in I had the most awful feeling, a sick to the pit of your stomach type feeling. I said to Mr Slowly we have to go. He was understandably perplexed and tried to talk me out of it. I was having none it and said no we have to go home NOW. My g&t arrived at that moment and Mr Slowly said surely we can stay for that? I said no we have to go right now. He was a mixture of concern like I’d lost the plot and he was a bit angry I was being so rude. I felt very embarrassed saying it in front of everyone, they were understandably a bit taken aback that I stood up from the table and was insisting on leaving before the birthday meal was even half done. I didn’t even know why myself, just that we needed to go home immediately. We get into the car and Mr Slowly is trying to understand why we had to leave so abruptly and I can’t explain. Then his mobile rings, it’s our home phone number but nobody speaks. He starts driving so fast it’s frightening, the back of the pick up is lifting as he swings round the corners at high speed. He then says “I can hear someone saying “Is it breathing?” I can hear sirens. I am now shitting a brick about my boys and we are still what should be 20 mins away. We arrive back in half the time. The driveway is so full of flashing lights we can’t get near the house. We get out of the car and I reason that with all the emergency vehicles still there the boys are either ok or dead otherwise they would have taken them to hospital by now. My legs won’t work, they are leaden and stepping towards the house I feel weighted down. Mr Slowly runs forward and is told he can’t enter the house and he suddenly balloons to what seems triple his normal size, he shove tackles one policeman to the ground and picks up the second throwing him over a police car. We enter the house, his unrecognisable sister is on the floor full of knife wounds and is so unrecognisable she is understandably an “it” rather than a “she” but somehow my babies are still asleep completely unscathed. It all turned out ok. His sisters fine, she was lucky (well in a way), she recovered, the posh global kitchen knives helped as it was easy for plastics to repair her but from that day on even though I’m very much a science research based person who will seek out and believe any reasonable explanation over hocus pocus I have never ignored that stuff again and Mr Slowly doesn’t question it either. I’d probably be burned at the stake in another era

Here's a place to post your Landscapes, Cityscapes, Waterscapes with or without bikes One to get started Canale della Giudecca, Venice

Not trustworthy enough for that mate

He’s a Dyslexic Pimp

If a vegetarian only eats vegetables, What does a humanitarian eat?

If a werewolf is a bloke that turns into a wolf at the full moon, What's a warehouse?

Covered around 100+ miles around the country lanes, nowhere exciting, ride along some I have never been on before, the last thing that went down some of them was a horse and cart.....a couple of pics from the side of the river Trent.

Hopefully better weather than when I was there last!

Yeh lucky with weather , warm and a bit of sun

Just stopped at Dolgellau for a coffee.

And those in our midst with the "inherited peasanthood" gene look up to these inbred deviants!

I only know about the business with Andrew!

Ain't that the truth! What was that case recently concerning a cousin of the Queen?

That is an astonishing story. I think that there are still many things that we don't understand and maybe never will. I have "gut feelings", which Mandy never questions anymore as they seem to be astonishingly accurate on many occasions.

We have a Flounce policy if that's any help!

The windows were probably too steamed up to get a good photo through

I understand vans are still fetching good top end money due to demand. Was looking for one a few weeks ago, then I had a relapse of love with my doomed car

People are just as lost on the internet as they are on the UK road network

Sunset over Crai Reservoir