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Post by T C on Mar 21, 2008 16:58:04 GMT -1
Jules tries a different tactic to get the ladies No picture TC felt quite the computer mastermind when next to EoinLOL
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Post by GresleyRam©®™ on Mar 21, 2008 18:03:56 GMT -1
3.17 am and the sun rose as PASTIE made his way home. He couldnt remember passing this statue on his way TO the pub though?
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Post by GresleyRam©®™ on Mar 21, 2008 18:10:48 GMT -1
"mmmmmmm maybe after a quick 40 winks i'll remember where my house is" thought PASTIE.
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Post by Imp on Mar 21, 2008 20:50:12 GMT -1
"Ok, this isn't right" thought PASTIE as he hit the deck..."Shoulder intact...possibly, but what the hey?! My new special glass intact? Oh thank God!"
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Post by CmonYouSpurs on Mar 21, 2008 21:25:38 GMT -1
When Pastie woke in the morning it wasnt just his shoulder that would be smarting
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Post by GresleyRam©®™ on Mar 21, 2008 22:04:22 GMT -1
"Nurse...NURSE...i need a favour. Can you text gres and tell him i'm lost and just check to see if my Speckled Hen Glass made it would you?"
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Post by PASTIE on Mar 22, 2008 0:28:26 GMT -1
"Nurse...NURSE...i need a favour. Can you text gres and tell him i'm lost and just check to see if my Speckled Hen Glass made it would you?" My laughing woke the baby Gres took the exalt, but I think that Imp is owed one as well. Class; saw the pic, thought of the caption, had to post on RBNO and thus enters into a sacred contract to post secrets. I placed the bait, Gres lures the unsuspecting and fresh blood is enjoyed by all ;D
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Post by MRMILLWALL on Mar 22, 2008 0:51:24 GMT -1
The new Pastie booze nav prototype wasn't going down to well with Mrs Pastie.
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Post by PASTIE on Mar 22, 2008 0:57:05 GMT -1
PASTIE's new drunken homing return system lacked the cutting edge technology of SatNav but was at least proving effective at getting revellers home quickly.
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Post by PASTIE on Mar 22, 2008 1:00:59 GMT -1
"PASTIE's text pesting is getting out of control", thinks Gres at 3.17 on a Friday morning
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Post by MRMILLWALL on Mar 22, 2008 1:01:59 GMT -1
"PASTIE's text pesting is getting out of control", thinks Gres at 3.17 on a Friday morning ;D
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Post by PASTIE on Mar 22, 2008 1:03:28 GMT -1
Gres starts to send PASTIE postcards.
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Post by PASTIE on Mar 22, 2008 1:04:49 GMT -1
Deprived of sleep, Mrs Gres turns up at PASTIE's front door.
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Post by MRMILLWALL on Mar 22, 2008 1:04:58 GMT -1
After being constantly text pested by a pissed up Pastie, Gresley has decided to pay out for his own security and employ Sid from the Nottingham drug rehabilitation center.
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Post by MRMILLWALL on Mar 22, 2008 1:07:58 GMT -1
Pastie just wont take Gresleys no for an answer.
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Post by PASTIE on Mar 22, 2008 1:10:03 GMT -1
PASTIE learns of a strategy to enable continued contact with Gres whilst leaving boths hands ready if required to break a fall
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Post by PASTIE on Mar 22, 2008 1:10:44 GMT -1
Pastie just wont take Gresleys no for an answer. ;D
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Post by MRMILLWALL on Mar 22, 2008 1:11:00 GMT -1
Look Gres i know its 3.17am but i dont know were i live mate!!!
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Post by MRMILLWALL on Mar 22, 2008 1:14:03 GMT -1
Pastie made sure he wouldnt be making anymore slip ups on those drunken walks home.
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Post by MRMILLWALL on Mar 22, 2008 1:22:11 GMT -1
Pasties booze nav still had a few teething problems with his first prototype.
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