tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184532814665256533.post6541938596236845533..comments2023-10-29T14:35:45.461+01:00Comments on Joliet Jake's Weekly: The White Frank BrunoSoup Waiterhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/11424040239835110064noreply@blogger.comBlogger10125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184532814665256533.post-73781073228679082752007-05-23T20:00:00.000+02:002007-05-23T20:00:00.000+02:00you're not to old to go over my knee young lady.Bl...you're not to old to go over my knee young lady.<BR/><BR/>Bloody kids! You'd better not be drunk blogging againSoup Waiterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11424040239835110064noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184532814665256533.post-55322745977848784022007-05-22T16:59:00.000+02:002007-05-22T16:59:00.000+02:00Worrying thing is JJ fur lined boot with zips are ...Worrying thing is JJ fur lined boot with zips are fashionable again. You know you are old when you see a fashion trend come round for the second time. Or in your case the ninth. Haha hahaDrama Queenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16235363864455633649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184532814665256533.post-39730010815182364332007-05-22T13:16:00.000+02:002007-05-22T13:16:00.000+02:00Everyone's got Dire bloody Strait's CD's, ok I'll ...Everyone's got Dire bloody Strait's CD's, ok I'll trade you my Michael Jackson back catalogue but only if they're in mint condition.Soup Waiterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11424040239835110064noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184532814665256533.post-51353741039636793172007-05-21T12:45:00.000+02:002007-05-21T12:45:00.000+02:00You have Dire Straits CDs?Shit. Was hoping to sell...You have Dire Straits CDs?<BR/><BR/>Shit. Was hoping to sell you mine.Tipplerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14289150760142334305noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184532814665256533.post-73192775696303795692007-05-21T10:42:00.000+02:002007-05-21T10:42:00.000+02:00well, you can paint my face red and call me a babo...well, you can paint my face red and call me a baboon's arse, I never thought of the 90's as the old days.<BR/><BR/>Now that you mention it DQ, yes I've become an old fart and I didn't notice. Does anyone know where to get those fur-lined boots with the zips? I've waited years for this moment, I can finally play my Dire Straits cd's again :)Soup Waiterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11424040239835110064noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184532814665256533.post-16520427604403492022007-05-21T09:24:00.000+02:002007-05-21T09:24:00.000+02:00Well the mid 90s would have to be what I was refer...Well the mid 90s would have to be what I was refering to. Check my age JJ - that would be the olden days for me :-)Drama Queenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16235363864455633649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184532814665256533.post-56495274298660201182007-05-20T21:52:00.000+02:002007-05-20T21:52:00.000+02:00Bloody maarvellous innit? I could write a sodding ...Bloody maarvellous innit? I could write a sodding eulogy about aliens landing on bodmin moor and stealing microwave ovens to power their day-glo socks and you'd still turn it into a gripe about bleedin' Beetroot Face and his strawberry mous(s)e eleven.<BR/><BR/>Well ok, "eulogy" could be tad beyond my literary handicap. I'd have been happy if the King's Road mob got nothing this year, I blame you, both of you.<BR/><BR/>Anyway, DQ; "in the old days" as my old man recounted, he and his mates had to sit in the back of the bus and there were certain pubs and shops where they would not be served. Aka "the swinging sixties", England. Being chased down the street by gangs of teds was their equivalent of going to the gym after work. Personally, I don't recall a time when calling the police was a viable option until maybe, the mid ninety's, maybe.Soup Waiterhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11424040239835110064noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184532814665256533.post-55959792452443662642007-05-16T12:58:00.000+02:002007-05-16T12:58:00.000+02:00Crime figures are down because we no longer have f...Crime figures are down because we no longer have faith enough to report them. In the old days you thought calling the police would equal justice. *pah*Drama Queenhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/16235363864455633649noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184532814665256533.post-61545538671934510722007-05-15T15:25:00.000+02:002007-05-15T15:25:00.000+02:00That's what happens when you let a Wolves fan talk...That's what happens when you let a Wolves fan talk about football...SpanishGothhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02393416230263427160noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6184532814665256533.post-32055653424573626562007-05-15T12:28:00.000+02:002007-05-15T12:28:00.000+02:00The Ryan Giggs of politics?A wing wizard with nine...The Ryan Giggs of politics?<BR/><BR/>A wing wizard with nine winner's medals?<BR/><BR/>I thinketh not.<BR/><BR/>More like the Gareth Southgate: he shoots, he fooks up. Now put a bag on his head...Tipplerhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14289150760142334305noreply@blogger.com