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No, I just said, my ancestors were Brigantes, that’s about a thousand years before the Normans.
Bomb the EU! They use the metric system! Bomb it!!
@terry wrote:
I had an interesting debate the other day about being “British”. I’m not British – I’m English – and wouldn’t represent Great Britain at anything. That sort of rules me out of the Olympics then. :roll:
I’m afraid my bloodlines pre-date the English, my ancestors were the Brigantes, so I’m literally a Briton.
Whether British is the same as Briton or not is semantics, Briton pre-dates the word British and English.
Did somebody mention Polish? I want a new house building..
:oops: went off there.. :?
Sorry :? no offense to any French scum reading this of course :?
Hang the French swine!
I will NEVER use the metric system. And shove off banning knobbly carrots and bendy bananas.
WTF that’s how daft the stupid French are. Trying to ban us, from selling bendy bananas. WTF. BANANAS ARE BENDY YOU STUPID FRENCH SWINE! :x
They talk as if they’re vomiting after every word. Haw haw haw hee haw blurgh blurgh bleurrrrghhhhhh mon ami bonjourrrrr hockkkkkkkkkk bleurghhh.
Blow up the channel tunnel and drop a chemical bomb on Paris. Bloody straighten up their bananas then.
@Sgt Pepper wrote:
I’m confused :?
Anyone fancy a drink?
Cup of tea for me thanks. :?
@pikey wrote:
:lol: That is easily the funniest thing I’ve read all day. How’s the foot now, Tom?
Not too funny to me, mate! :lol:
Generally, it’s fine. It’s just paralyzed :lol:
Right.
30 years ago 3 years before I was born I was hitting middle age, I had to get up at half past 4 in the morning half an hour before I had to go to bed to go to work down a sulfur mine 25 hours a day 8 days a week for a ha’penny a lifetime, sweep a 200 mile stretch of road clean with nothing but me tongue, me lunch was nothing but a pile of hot gravel and come home to me house which was nothing more than a soggy rolled up newspaper in a septic tank at the rubbish tip, me wife was also me uncle and me son was also me mistress and I did all that with an ingrowing toenail.
You lot don’t know you’re born.
I say leave ’em to it, if they’re happy being unhappy with their lives, let ’em drink themselves silly – it’s only themselves they’re letting down.
There’s some nice, intelligent people around – but they lose all credibility because they’re too busy frothing at the mouth smashing their keyboard as hard as they can in drunken rampages.
