The Poolie Bunker

What’s all that about then?
Sounds like a gay porno

Me dad always said that if you asked him where something was as kids….or…’Up yuck sparra catching’…….

question is who the fook is Jack

Thats what i was told as a kid also, Or if i asked what was for tea, I was told IF IT.

The likelihood of a man called Jack having his arse resident in America while the rest of his body is in this country is a bit unlikely…and what was it’s storage capacity

Me mam was very fussy about her washing and look at other peoples on the line and described it as ‘ washed in piss and dried on the Grid Iron’…a cruel woman .

Oh yes that makes sense Cheers Reg

Where's me Mam...Ran away with a nig...

Stopped typing cos Oddie was just about to cum in his well worn piss stained duds. Daft auld racist kunt.

I get to live in your head for free, don't I? You can't even contribute to a different discussion without referencing me. Crack on...........Everyone loves you. I understand you are a good laugh on a bike which is just as well because your recent contributions to the atmosphere of this board have been feckin toxic.

Says the Oddball who thinks white child molesters are OK compared to brown child molesters.

Oh and I will definitely be living in YOUR head from now.

That was one of my nana’s favourite responses to grandkids always asking her where things where, ‘up jack’s arse in America’ or if asked where somebody was it was ‘up yuck Sparra catching’

Another was, when us grandkids kept asking ‘what’s for tea’ she often say “ar$ole scrapings 2 for three ha’pence, if you want anymore go to Mary’s back door”

Never truly understood it till years later

You stirred a memory in my head there referring to ‘Mary’s back door’…..my mam said’ Paddy Riley’s back door’. Weird innit