Muley

And he ran after you, the muscles rippling on his finely-honed physique, calling "come back, I was dumbstruck by your awesome beauty. Never have I felt such depth of emotion consume me like an unstoppable primeval force as when I first set eyes upon you, my goddess..." Come on, big it up a bit for Gawd's sake!

Can of worms... (which, come to think of it, would be a good name for any new eaterie opening up on the Lane!)

Sorry, she fed me her home-made hallucinogenic marmalade in the Quiet Room a while back and I've been suffering random apostrophe flashbacks ever since

Couldn't you just hitch the Great Dane to a cart and let him take you home?

In terms of technological savvy I'm only just coming to terms with the Industrial Revolution, but what Mockney said about uploading your photos onto Facebook meaning they become their intellectual property, is that a fairly standard condition on these image sharing sites? If so then surrendering ownership and control of your own work would seem an outrageous price to pay for use of their facility. (BTW, was going to add that Ted Max seemed to me to answer Moo's point above, but seeing as everyone's ignoring her I won't bother!)

Please tell us more Ms sofa, this sounds like comedy gold!

'Beaver-magnet'? 'Pussy-pulling'? 'Magic Pants'? Stick with a good double re-enforced gusset, it's all you need.

Megan Fox. Let's talk about her. In detail...

Ha ha, good one PGC. You've left me shaken (but not stirred!)

Does this mean Manzes' pie & mash in Peckham will have to up their game and start serving cocktails?

Lenk is absolutely right- this thread is going off topic. Waht we need is a brand new 'LENK IS A TW*T' thread. Who'll get the ball rolling?

"mewling hateful sprog" Lenk, you've opened my eyes and helped me to see the light. I'm gonna flog my sprogs on Ebay and buy you a drink in the Peckham Rye cafe Wednesday (post 6pm sprog-free) blues session. You are a legend...

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"You?re not realted to Professor Marion Fitzgerald are you?" Surely the only realted is max?

Not In My Back Yard (only 'cos the hounds leave more crap on the lawn than the foxes)

Loved the notion of the Harris Academy being partly Saharan. A Fez should be part of the new school uniform

And did I mention that they like to crap all over your lawn at night?

Foxes? Safe? Are they safe, you say? I'll tell you how bloody safe they are... They come round here, driving bendy buses (badly), they're rude, arrogant, ride their bikes on the pavements, carry knives and attack wheelie bins, wear hoodies, pick the flowers on Peckham Rye, play their music 'til all hours, dress up as clowns, take seruptitious photos of our kids in the park without so much as a 'do you mind', won't accept cheques, park in the disabled spaces in Sainsburys, knock on your windows at night, try to scam you on Lordship Lane, have swine flu, and park their articulated lorries on yellow lines outside John Allans (after crashing into the roundabout). I wouldn't be suprised if they're all asylum seekers who jump the queue for council housing, hold racist views, and only marry their own kind too. And they all work for Foxtons. Bastards, the lot of them!

The horrible feeling of sitting on a recently vacated bus seat that's still unpleasantly warm from the previous occupants' arse (is there a name for that?)

Only teasing!

Would you be the same silverfox who wrote 'this is haute cuisine a la East Dulwich - as is every Indian restaurant up and down the street. It's stodge for British people who don't have a clue what real food is and, if they did they wouldn't eat it' on the Le Chardon thread, by any chance? Just wondered...

Really? And this has never come up in the 'Seen anyone famous in ED' thread? BTW, is she the fit one that works there?

Roll Away The Stone- Mott The Hoople

That's The Way I Like It- KC & The Sunshine Band

Horsebox Wrote: ------------------------------------------------------- > I heard it was going to be a Waitrose. Is that the cover story? It'll be the Vigilante HQ (perhaps with optional side line of knocking out Bugaboos and micro scooters 'round the back?)