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- Mon Sep 29, 2003 8:28 pm
#122501
nice to see the return of leslie grantham in tonight's episode of eastenders.
One of the aspects which annoys me greatly is the,'your a mitchell' line. Each sodding episode, the mitchell clan is painted as the corleone's. The difference being that unlike steve mcfadden, al pachino could act.
The mitchell's must be the shittest crime lords ever to grace the screen.
peggy-shuffling around like a dalek in a tight skirt, not exactly imtimidating (ish)
jack ryder- oh yeah, he was such a hard, notorious ladies man. He went out with a fat minger who played the trumpet.
phil- the marlon brando of the operation. A supposed legend, even though he looks like a hairy peach. Not to comfortable in a pub, but would definently look authentic in a punnet. Make that a peach soaked in large amounts of whisky. You'd suspect that if you did punch his red puffy face, you'd be covered in a malt explosion. Why do woman find him attractive. It's like inviting a pot bellied pig into your bedroom. 'Oh phil, i love it when you lay on me a girate. Very slightly. Than thrust your nose in my cup of bovril before shitting on my white linen.'
He also lives in a floral paradise in his mum's house. No drugs and fast cars for phil. Just a pot of tea and a stannar stair lift.
finally these criminal geniuses, despite having 2 years to work it out, have failed to notice that one of there sibblings looks bugger all like what she used to.
The mitchell's this, the mitchell's that. * OFF MITCHELL'S!
Alas, a true tough nut is arrived and i'm hoping that a few sarky comments about phillip's beer gut are flung forcefully along with a couple of knuckle sandwiches. THATS A REALLL MAN! TAKE ME LESLIE YOU BIG OAF!
One of the aspects which annoys me greatly is the,'your a mitchell' line. Each sodding episode, the mitchell clan is painted as the corleone's. The difference being that unlike steve mcfadden, al pachino could act.
The mitchell's must be the shittest crime lords ever to grace the screen.
peggy-shuffling around like a dalek in a tight skirt, not exactly imtimidating (ish)
jack ryder- oh yeah, he was such a hard, notorious ladies man. He went out with a fat minger who played the trumpet.
phil- the marlon brando of the operation. A supposed legend, even though he looks like a hairy peach. Not to comfortable in a pub, but would definently look authentic in a punnet. Make that a peach soaked in large amounts of whisky. You'd suspect that if you did punch his red puffy face, you'd be covered in a malt explosion. Why do woman find him attractive. It's like inviting a pot bellied pig into your bedroom. 'Oh phil, i love it when you lay on me a girate. Very slightly. Than thrust your nose in my cup of bovril before shitting on my white linen.'
He also lives in a floral paradise in his mum's house. No drugs and fast cars for phil. Just a pot of tea and a stannar stair lift.
finally these criminal geniuses, despite having 2 years to work it out, have failed to notice that one of there sibblings looks bugger all like what she used to.
The mitchell's this, the mitchell's that. * OFF MITCHELL'S!
Alas, a true tough nut is arrived and i'm hoping that a few sarky comments about phillip's beer gut are flung forcefully along with a couple of knuckle sandwiches. THATS A REALLL MAN! TAKE ME LESLIE YOU BIG OAF!
