theconrodkid
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| posted on 12/4/14 at 09:13 AM |
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greetings from somerset
oooh arrrr my lovlies,still no interweb,cooker or washing machine,things happen a bil slower down here 
who cares who wins
pass the pork pies
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rusty nuts
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| posted on 12/4/14 at 10:28 AM |
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Be careful with the scrumpy
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David Jenkins
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| posted on 12/4/14 at 03:57 PM |
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quote:
Originally posted by rusty nuts
Be careful with the scrumpy
Reminds me of a story 2 Somerset men told me about their visit to a cider house (a place that only sells cider, usually scrumpy, and maybe some beer);
they were telling me about the effects of scrumpy that are, basically, your brain works perfectly but you lose all control of your muscles! (this
includes speech).
Among the various effects were:
* You'd clearly think of some deep and philosophical message, but all that comes out is "bleugh, blah, shsmsh..."
* They would turn around to go out to the loo, and their legs totally failed to respond to the brain's instructions, and they'd fall flat
on their faces.
* On one occasion, one of the guys recalled that he was fascinated by the way the bar counter was coming up to smack him in the face.
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philw
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| posted on 12/4/14 at 04:16 PM |
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Welcome to the area, you will have to pop round at some point and give me a high six
Must try harder
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theprisioner
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| posted on 12/4/14 at 04:36 PM |
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Home of Caged Laser Engineering and make not bad Roll Cages either.
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02GF74
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| posted on 13/4/14 at 07:30 PM |
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quote:
Originally posted by David Jenkins
quote:
Originally posted by rusty nuts
Be careful with the scrumpy
Reminds me of a story 2 Somerset men told me about their visit to a cider house (a place that only sells cider, usually scrumpy, and maybe some beer);
they were telling me about the effects of scrumpy that are, basically, your brain works perfectly but you lose all control of your muscles! (this
includes speech).
Among the various effects were:
* You'd clearly think of some deep and philosophical message, but all that comes out is "bleugh, blah, shsmsh..."
* They would turn around to go out to the loo, and their legs totally failed to respond to the brain's instructions, and they'd fall
flat on their faces.
* On one occasion, one of the guys recalled that he was fascinated by the way the bar counter was coming up to smack him in the face.
well that is better then going to the loo, their legs failing and falling flat in thier own faeces  (or worse, someone elses!)
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theconrodkid
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| posted on 17/4/14 at 11:45 AM |
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we now have interweb again....woopie doo :-)
who cares who wins
pass the pork pies
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