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    #11
    Originally posted by Jubber View Post
    Used to have live creatures when I was a nipper.

    I can remember bringing the class Guinea Pig home for the holidays - and it survived. Was back in the 70s though.

    Can we bring Pogle home for the holidays?
    You need to make sure you have enough vodka.
    "Ask not what you can do for your country. Ask what's for lunch." - Orson Welles

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      #12
      Originally posted by norrahe View Post
      You need to make sure you have enough vodka.
      There is never enough Vodka for Pogle!
      Originally posted by Stevie Wonder Boy
      I can't see any way to do it can you please advise?

      I want my account deleted and all of my information removed, I want to invoke my right to be forgotten.

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        #13
        Originally posted by SimonMac View Post
        There is never enough Vodka for Pogle!
        The material prosperity of a nation is not an abiding possession; the deeds of its people are.

        George Frederic Watts

        http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Postman's_Park

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          #14
          Originally posted by Jubber View Post
          Used to have live creatures when I was a nipper.

          I can remember bringing the class Guinea Pig home for the holidays - and it survived. Was back in the 70s though.

          Can we bring Pogle home for the holidays?
          I remember my sister bringing the school Gerbils home one summer and the cat ate them. We knew it was the cat as we found him with the tail of one of them hanging out of his mouth
          Brexit is having a wee in the middle of the room at a house party because nobody is talking to you, and then complaining about the smell.

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            #15
            Originally posted by darmstadt View Post
            I remember my sister bringing the school Gerbils home one summer and the cat ate them. We knew it was the cat as I fed them to it
            FTFY
            "He's actually ripped" - Jared Padalecki

            https://youtu.be/l-PUnsCL590?list=PL...dNeCyi9a&t=615

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              #16
              Originally posted by darmstadt View Post
              I remember my sister bringing the school Gerbils home one summer and the cat ate them. We knew it was the cat as we found him with the tail of one of them hanging out of his mouth
              I took gerbils home for school holidays. One day there were lots of little gerbils. The next day there were none. No-one knew that the male has to be seperated to stop it eating the babies.

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                #17
                We had the school gerbils a couple of weeks ago. Right messy buggers.
                While you're waiting, read the free novel we sent you. It's a Spanish story about a guy named 'Manual.'

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                  #18
                  Originally posted by doodab View Post
                  We had the school gerbils a couple of weeks ago. Right messy buggers.
                  I hope you're not immuno-compromised?
                  The material prosperity of a nation is not an abiding possession; the deeds of its people are.

                  George Frederic Watts

                  http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Postman's_Park

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                    #19
                    Originally posted by barrydidit View Post
                    This still makes my blood run cold.

                    I did the bear thing with little one, took her away for the weekend to visit farm friends and got loads of snaps with calfs, lambs, driving a tractor, sitting in the orchard etc. Then I left the ******* thing there and didn't realise till I was home. Cue another 300 mile round trip to collect Bertie the B^stard Bear.
                    The next diary entry should be bear in police station with the caption:
                    "Now Mr bear, show me on the human where the bad man hit you".

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                      #20
                      I remember having the school hamster for Easter (I've told this story before)

                      For reasons unknown my wife used my car on the first day back to "return" the hamster...

                      Two days later on the Wednesday there was a slight smell in the car but I though nothing of it. Drive to work and don't think about it.

                      Returning home you know that feeling you get when you are being watched... I looked down on the passenger seat to see two red eyes looking at me while chewing the passenger seat belt.

                      Having seen me the hamster then made another break for it. It took me an hour to find him when I got home.....
                      Last edited by eek; 11 April 2014, 12:08.
                      merely at clientco for the entertainment

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