The too many boyos with too much time and not enough imagination thread.

[TheFaQQer]

The too many boyos with too much time and not enough imagination thread.

We allow the Welsh on here?!?

[SimonMac]

We allow the Welsh ot access the internet?!?

FTFY

[doodab]

But unfortunately the bank's rounding code had been written by Bob, and instead of rounding down it rounded up, leaving William's account forty-seven billion rupees in debt at the end of the first day.

Unfortunately becuase the CEO of the bank was up to his eyes in coke and hookers this error didn't come to light for several weeks, by which time the bank was on the verge of bankruptcy.

[vetran]

Rydym yn caniatáu y Cymry i gael mynediad i'r rhyngrwyd, apparently.

we allow the pants to get internet access??

[vetran]

Unfortunately becuase the CEO of the bank was up to his eyes in coke and hookers this error didn't come to light for several weeks, by which time the bank was on the verge of bankruptcy.

Luckily the British government bail them out and add it the national debt, the naughty bank directors are told to not let it happen again.

Susan still waiting expectantly feels a chill creep over her, her wicked stepmother NLYUK is walking up the stairs, will she be caught nearly nude with a strange muscley man in her boudoir?

[BrilloPad]

Luckily the British government bail them out and add it the national debt, the naughty bank directors are told to not let it happen again.

Susan still waiting expectantly feels a chill creep over her, her wicked stepmother NLYUK is walking up the stairs, will she be caught nearly nude with a strange muscley man in her boudoir?

But she was caught nearly nude with a short, fat, balding ugly bloke. Susan shouted "MF tried to force himself upon me".

[vetran]

But she was caught nearly nude with a short, fat, balding ugly bloke. Susan shouted "MF tried to force himself upon me".

MF said 'But I thought you were a Bridesmaid, that's allowed if the wife is late. Did you have any need for a sled?'

[Pondlife]

MF said 'But I thought you were a Bridesmaid, that's allowed if the wife is late. Did you have any need for a sled?'

Shortly after the police arrived to take his statement MF broke down. He just couldn't take it anymore. All the lies and creeping around had to stop and stop now. It had all started on one of his regular 'business trips' to San Fransisco. He loved Frisco; the warm weather, the cheap drinks and the ability to experiment with alternative lifestyle parameters without judgement. As he sat their crying he longed to be back there, back with Ernesto. Soon his wife would be there to pick him up. How he hated her judgement, apparently it was fine for her to sleep in one of his T-Shirts or parade around the house in her underwear and one of his shirts but when she came home and found him in front of the dress mirror in her favourite little black dress she was livid. Ok, so maybe he had stretched the material a little and broke the zipper but he knew he looked fabulous...

[cailin maith]

You lot are total fecking nutjobs.

[BrilloPad]

Why thank you.