RicH_87

lol that is seriosuly cleeean. my car is so unlcean that instead of being shiny it's gone more like a matt paint and the dark marks i thought were just rain marks are actually permanent. think i'll crack open the old t-cut and maybe a bottle of elbow grease.

I don't want em here simply for the reason they are asylum seekers and immigrants. call me narrow minded, call me racist, call me a heartless predudice, i don't care. I wouldn't expect to go live somewhere else just because my country is screwed. You can't say, the world isn't owned by anyone, so people should be able to go where they like. Yes fair enough if we were all primitive and hadn't created imdependant cultures and even civilisation it'self. But we have, and for me if we have built up borders, they shouldn't be crossed. The human race can't have it both ways. I don't even know why i bother having opinions on shit like this anyway. In 60 years (if i'm lucky) i'll be gone and forgottern, just like every other tom, dick and harry who's lived on earth.

maybe its cos they haven't lived anywhere else, the grass is always greener and all that. There's only two other 'nations' i would ever want to be a part of, Sweden and Japan. The rest of the world is just pure shite IMO. England is actually an amazing place to live, with it's freedom, wealth, relative security, freedom of speech. Things we all take for granted but an amazing amount of other contries don't have these benefits. Imagine being outcast becasue of your opinions and not being able to go where ever you like, or express yourself however you like without being watched and judged, or in some cases imprisoned. Its easy to take britain for granted becasue it's all we know, but surely you can see and read how aweful other parts of the world are. I'd fight for england any day of the week, sure there's bits i don't like (immigration, the royal family, lack of respect by the younger generations) but it could be a hell of a lot worse. Guess i'm just a bit sentemental too, i hate seeing things change for the worse.

I've seena Ferrari 360 trashed becasue the driver was wearing stilletos. Both of them were killed, the owner and the girl who was just having a go. Pretty random there but thought i'd share the crappy wealth of knowledge i have.

sweet gap. did they build a demo round a telephone box?? <_<

fair enough, i also heard that it's illegal to drive with no shoes/bearfeet? i can't see that being true, surley its even safer with no shoes? For examaple i got the heel of my work shoe lodged in a hole in my floor mat whilst pressing in the clutch.

well, obviously the riding was immmmmense, but i think the camera work is what made that video stand out. Some sweet angles and variation with the zoom and such. All together f**king stunning. And your hooks are the sweetest ever, so fast and fluid, no messin'. :P

well, I don't think you can tell as such, but braking hard whilst not in gear will more than likley cause you to skid, and if you cause and accident and they see your car's not in gear then it ain't gonna look good. I guess they just expect people to be sensible and drive as safe as they can. It's gonna be your own loss at the end of the day (at least).

yeh, its something along the lines of "you're not allowed to coast"

9/11's kinda gone the way of the mary celeste for me, so many conspirasy stories now that I dunno what to think. whenever i see another documentory on it i just get more confused. anyway, whenever i hear '9/11' i always think of the dude in the shirt and tie falling and spinning for ages after he'd jumped out. poingnent stuff. Also, what was the deal with the 4th plane that 'apparently' crashed in a feild. however there appeared to be no wreckage at all? or was that an apparent missle that it dropped?

kinda reminds me of the streets in spain after the bull run. meh, anyway think i'll go get me a can of red bull, right after i've washed my bradford bulls shirt, some bullies spilt a pint over it whilst playing darts cos, they were jealous of my bullseye...No bullshit

haha, eat that 'talk talk' :P"

oh my god no.5 and the last one are godlike! that last perspective is crazzzzzy. not one bad apple there me laddos, mint! :P

still better than being a German nazi as far as i'm concerned. I'd feel like a complete tosser if all my mates went off to fight and i sat at home crying about how dangerous it was.

You all saying you wouldn't fight a war that tony blair has started? but that wasn't the question was it. What if (just for an example) Russia decided they'd like to own Britain. You're all saying you would just sit around and do nothing, whilst the russians took over and forced you to live by their rules? If the was was started by Tony Blair for financial or terratorial gain, then no, i wouldn't volunteer. But if some other nation started attacking us then i'd be right in there on the front line, telling them where to shove it. Of course war isn't fought like that any more, but if i was 18 in 1939, and the Germans were doing shit that they shouldn't be doing then i'd much rather be fighting than be sat at home like a pansy learning how to speak german. Would give me somthing interesting to do too. And those saying you couldn't kill someone for your contry. If some soldier in iraq was trying to kill you, i know for a fact everyone would be able to kill them if they got the chance. Its just natural insitinct to protect yourself. Kill or be killed.

white. edit: caps

The Voodoo Penis A businessman was getting ready to go on a long business trip. He knew his wife was a flirtatious sort with an extremely healthy sex drive, so he thought he'd buy her a little something to keep her occupied while he was gone. He went to a store that sold sex toys and started looking around. He thought about a life-sized sex doll, but that was too close to another man for him. He was browsing through the dildos, looking for something special to please his wife, and started talking to the old man behind the counter. He explained his situation. The old man said, "Well, I don't really know of anything that will do the trick. We have vibrating dildos, special attachments, and so on, but I don't know of anything that will keep her occupied for weeks, except---" and he stopped. "Except what?" the man asked. "Nothing, nothing." "C'mon, tell me! I need something!" "Well, sir, I don't usually mention this, but there is The Voodoo Penis." "So what's up with this Voodoo Penis?" he asked. The old man reached under the counter, and pulled out a very old wooden box, carved with strange symbols and erotic images. He opened it, and there lay an ordinary-looking dildo. The businessman laughed, and said "Big damn deal.It looks like every other dildo in this shop!" The old man replied, "But you haven't seen what it'll do yet." He pointed to a door and said "Voodoo Penis, the door." The Voodoo Penis miraculously rose out of its box, darted over to the door, and started pounding the keyhole. The whole door shook wildly with the vibrations, so much so that a crack began to form down the middle. Before the door split, the old man said "Voodoo Penis, return to box!" The Voodoo Penis stopped, levitated back to the box and lay there quiescent once more. "I'll take it!" said the businessman. The old man resisted, saying it wasn't for sale, but finally surrendered to $738 in cash and an imitation Rolex. The guy took it home to his wife, told her it was a special dildo and that to use it, all she had to do was say "Voodoo Penis, my crotch." He left for his trip satisfied that things would be fine while he was gone. After he'd been gone a few days, the wife was unbearably horny. She thought of several people who would willingly satisfy her, but then she remembered the Voodoo Penis. She undressed, opened the box and said "Voodoo Penis, my crotch!" The Voodoo Penis shot to her crotch and started pumping. It was absolutely incredible, like nothing she'd ever experienced before. After three mind-shattering orgasms, she became very exhausted and decided she'd had enough. She tried to pull it out, but it was stuck in her, still thrusting. She tried and tried to get it out, but nothing worked. Her husband had forgotten to tell her how to shut it off. Worried, she decided to go to the hospital to see if they could help. She put her clothes on, got in the car and started to drive, quivering with every thrust of the dildo. On the way, another incredible intense orgasm made her swerve all over the road. A police officer saw this and immediately pulled her over. He asked for her license, and then asked how much she'd had to drink. Gasping and twitching, she explained, "I haven't had anything to drink, officer. You see, I've got this Voodoo Penis thing stuck in my crotch and it won't stop screwing me!" The officer looked at her for a second, shook his head and in an arrogant voice replied, "Yeah, right... Voodoo Penis, my ass!" The rest is history.

probably not bothred any more but there's some natty ones HERE :-

no i don't want to buy another polystyrene conservatory

hahaha awesome! i'd get kicked out for riding on our furniture. "what have i told you about leaving skidamarks in the bathroom" :-" btw, your bike is f**king mint.

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hahahaha! your bike looks well short in that 2nd picture.