The place where everyone hangs out, chats, gossips, and argues
By The Cornishman
#25841
I am sitting in front of a plastic keyboard on a Saturday night.The thunder of totty is eminating passed by boudieor as I speak.How depressing.
By Comedy Jimbob
#25842
and me!

have just returned from the public house, from whence I was ejected for kicking a barstool. On reflection, it was probably a bad idea, but I was demonstrating Baros's goal earlier in the afternoon, for which he scored a goal for Liverpool Football club.
By The Cornishman
#25843
Anyone thinking of obtaining a mail order bride I'm offering generous discounts on all Asians.The boys from marketing haven't come up with a snappy slogan yet,but it's basically a pre-war clearout.
By The Cornishman
#25844
I don't like any animals-they should all be hunted and/or shot.
By The Cornishman
#25845
Except bears which should be taught to dance.
By The Cornishman
#25846
Actually I've always found bears to be a bit argumentative and they tend to sneer at my choices on the jukebox in the hope I'll challenge them to a fight outside.I'm not that stupid,and don't even complain when they nudge the machine so my track ends prematurely.
By Comedy Jimbob
#25847
I enjoy the company of women more than animals to be honest.

I find they have large mamary glands which are nice to touch.
By The Cornishman
#25854
How to P**s off a celebrity:
Okay,here we go.I've now had the chronology of events independently verified.
A week last Saturday.I arrive at the breakfast buffet feeling slightly groggy.In fact we may have tipped over into brunch.Great,loads more fruit and veg.I settle for a beer.I'm looking around the room and there, three tables away,is Dana Scully. She's with a man,a child and an older woman.I can't resist it.
"Hey, hey," I call out to Dana. "Aren't you that woman who played Lister's girlfriend in the last series of Red Dwarf?"
"No, sorry."
"Yes you are.Remember? She was a different actress from the one who played her in series one.It was you! Definitely!"
"No,sorry.It wasn't me.I've never heard of Red Dwarf."
I allow a puzzled look to envelop my features."Are you sure? I think it was you.Perhaps you've forgotten."
"I've not forgotten.I've never been in Red Dwarf.Now,if you'll excuse us." Dana nibbles at an oddly shaped pulse.Man glowers at me.Previously boisterous child is stilled by older woman.A few minutes later,Dana and party rise and are forced by geography to pass our table.
"What's he like that Craig Charles? I bet it's a laugh an hour on set, eh? He's doing Ripley's Believe it or Not now on Bravo.Are you in that?"
Dana smiles,says nothing and leaves the room.I get a b**locking but this hound has the scent of a hare.

I go back to bed for a while.Late afternoon and we're by the pool. Dana slips onto a stool by the bar-alone.I sidle over.
"There's nothing to be ashamed of you know.Red Dwarf is a very popular show and you were great in it."
Dana- says, "Thanks but honestly it wasn't me.The actress you're thinking of deserves the praise."
I adopt a hushed,conspiratorial tone."Listen, I know all about Craig Charles' reputation.He was all over the papers for a while.If you don't want me to bring it up while you're man's around I understand." I wink.
"I don't want you to..." That's as far as she gets.She downs her drink and pushes past me.

Cut to the next morning.Wandering through the lobby I see Dana and the man talking to the Duty Manager.The man nods his head in my direction. I go over.
"Look, I owe you an apology," I say. "You weren't in Red Dwarf. I was confused.I know where I've seen you You were Dr. Who's assistant in that last film thing weren't you? You know,the one with that McGann guy in.I thought it was fantastic."
"No, no," shouts Dana. "I'm Gillian Anderson.I'm in the X-Files.Please leave us alone."
"X-Files? I've never heard of it.What's it about?"
The Duty Manager pipes up."I think you're bothering this lady,Sir.Can't you just enjoy your holiday and..."
"Hang on," I exclaim."Is it on the Living Channel around midnight.The one where they talk about,er,you know,sex toys and things..."
"That's quite enough," says the man, putting his arm around Dana."Come on.He'll get sick of this before we do."

That evening.We're strolling down a lane to the village.Dana and man drive past in a jeep.I yell after them,"What about Quantum Leap? Were you in that?"

Early next morning, I'm leaning over the balcony gulping in some oxygen when Dana and her party emerge down the plantation steps followed by a porter trolleying an enormous pile of luggage."Are you moving on?" I cry, "Where are you going?Back to the mainland?We're leaving on Wednesday.We'll catch you up."
They look up at me but keep on walking.
"Have you got an e-mail address?" I persist. "What's your phone number?"
They clamber into the jeep.
Top of my voice."Got it! Babylon V wasn't it?I loved that..."
Jeep roars away into the distance.

Then,an ancient radio player containing Johnny Hates Jazz's finest arcs over my head and plops into the swimming pool below.I suppose I deserved that.
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By Gaspode_The_Wonder_Dog
#25859
not out at 11pm but clearly the alcohol content in the cornishmans blood stream is still at an adequate level......
By The Cornishman
#25863
:arrow: I'm trying to remember the first record I had sex to.
By The Cornishman
#25864
:idea: "Theres no one quite like Grandma"

Can't remember what record was playing though.
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By MK Chris
#25868
:o Yuk!! That's vile!
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By Morals
#25878
Once again I am in awe of the Cornishmans talent for writing the funniest posts ever
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By Funky Drummer
#25880
Cornishman: You deserve a Nobel prize
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By Morals
#25881
Did that bloke (John Bobbitt?) who's wife chopped of his knob get a no-bell prize?
By jnacool
#25891
LOL to this topic lol!!!!