seanbeenstattoo
Piss down the back of their legs. Precious.
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Best one I heard was actually funnier than any one of many I've been on.
When the pigs where at Highbury in a cup semi against Brighton,(thank fuck they lost),a mate of mine ran a coach from Ecco.
They stopped at a nice country pub mid journey whih had been pre arranged for lunch and beers. This was a typical open fire loads of decorations on stone walls type of place. They ate,deank and set off on the journey to London.
After just a few miles old bill came flying by lights flashing sirens wailing and pulled the coach over onto the hard shoulder.
The coach was boarded by a sergeant and a pc who having spoke to the driver took the coach mike and gave the pi fans a choice.
Return what was taken from the pub or return to Sheffield.
After a few minutes deliberation there was a clinking clanking as countlesss brass items from the fireplaces and surrounds were gudgingly passed forwards.
The police gathered all these items together before the sergeant made one more announcement asking "Are we forgetting something"
After a few glances were exchanged one last item was returned from the back seat forwards.
As it passed from hand to hand on its journey it meeowed loud and long.
Much as I hate the bastards that is total fucking quality.
When the pigs where at Highbury in a cup semi against Brighton,(thank fuck they lost),a mate of mine ran a coach from Ecco.
They stopped at a nice country pub mid journey whih had been pre arranged for lunch and beers. This was a typical open fire loads of decorations on stone walls type of place. They ate,deank and set off on the journey to London.
After just a few miles old bill came flying by lights flashing sirens wailing and pulled the coach over onto the hard shoulder.
The coach was boarded by a sergeant and a pc who having spoke to the driver took the coach mike and gave the pi fans a choice.
Return what was taken from the pub or return to Sheffield.
After a few minutes deliberation there was a clinking clanking as countlesss brass items from the fireplaces and surrounds were gudgingly passed forwards.
The police gathered all these items together before the sergeant made one more announcement asking "Are we forgetting something"
After a few glances were exchanged one last item was returned from the back seat forwards.
As it passed from hand to hand on its journey it meeowed loud and long.
Much as I hate the bastards that is total fucking quality.