BODYPARTS! DO YOU HAVE COW INSURANCE?



You like lemon stories with no meaning?

"Press my smokey bell" TM - for all the family!


This is Kevin the parrot. Mummy says he is a lesbian. I like Kevin.

Here is a story especially for wilderbeast

The Man who trusted his golf clubs.

THE START

One day, Albert was put in jail for smelling of plastic.

THE MIDDLE

So he retiled his zimmerframe and prayed for onions. However, whilst in jail, his golf clubs had an affair with his wife.

THE END

Then a ford capri imploded


TIP OF THE DAY

Try mixing a little milk to your toothpaste. This will enhance fresh breath, and sterilise 90% of east german chimney sweeps

Five is a number

Despite a thousand years belief, the letter five was today proven to be, in fact, a number. Leading scientist, Gary o Cockmonkey, said - "kiss my hairy sphincter you overgrown lettuce giblet farmer".

This website is updated sometimes, when I can be arsed

if you do not keep up repayments, it will rain gibbon shit

arse-fashion - its a way of life. visit this website or i`ll castrate jelly babies.

i am the webmaster.

email me with your stupid stories and win a years supply of surgery.

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RECIPE OF THE DAY

Take one small clove of eggs, and whisk into a cherry bakewell. Bake for 3 seconds in a nappy rash, and cool for 16 years. Remove outer skin, and add a dash of rat intestines. Fold into a gusset pastry, being careful not to explode inards. Freeze under some twisted goats legs, and baste in onion tartlets. Meanwhile, take one cats tail and shave hormonally. Mix together and ice as required. Serve to your loved ones and enjoy!