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Thread: My TV is an alba , it cost me 99 quid

  1. #26

    Re: My TV is an alba , it cost me 99 quid

    Nice to hear from you again Sludge.

    But I'd have thought you would have carried on helping Boris for the rest of his campaign!!!

  2. #27

    Re: My TV is an alba , it cost me 99 quid

    Quote Originally Posted by SLUDGE FACTORY View Post
    Today is the day , a slab of noise from start to finish basically
    Sludge you are soooo right, it is a slab of feckin' noise. I tried listening to Today Is the Day - Today Is the Day album. I lasted about 20 seconds and that was 19 seconds too long, basically! The 'music' sounded like my heating system the last time it fecked up!

    Take it you will be in the moshpit at Bloodstock ?

  3. #28

    Re: My TV is an alba , it cost me 99 quid

    Quote Originally Posted by SLUDGE FACTORY View Post
    I got it from Argos in Bridgend
    Why wouldn't Tandy open for you?

  4. #29

    Re: My TV is an alba , it cost me 99 quid

    Quote Originally Posted by NYCBlue View Post
    Sludge, if you get a smart TV, you can watch free porn on it. Just sayin'.
    There's nay porn on it

  5. #30

    Re: My TV is an alba , it cost me 99 quid

    Quote Originally Posted by ToTaL ITK View Post
    utter bollox! samsung would never do anything to jeopardize their products.
    :D
    I Speak the truth - of course you must be totally in the know

  6. #31

    Re: My TV is an alba , it cost me 99 quid

    I saw Sludge today and can confirm he has a crap telly.

    While examining his massive number of CDs, that's likely to comprise the worst music collection in the whole of Christendom, he asked whether I'd prefer to listen to something by either Rick Astley or Barry Manilow. "Please, anything except them," I pleaded. "Rightio," he replied chirpily, "Chesney Hawkes it is then."

    "Oh, you kent," I thought.

    Worse was to come: as he was singing along to the tracks he got the Hoover out from under the stairs to do a Freddie Mercury impression. "I am the one and only," he kept warbling, and all while wearing a grub-splattered vest too.

    Later, as he always does, in spite of my protestations, he related details of his newest sordid adventures. I had to listen to the grisly details of who he'd fingered, who he tried to finger and whom he dreams of fingering.

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