Arrr Jehovas witnesses.
Dressed up in suits and nice frocks. Mate of mine was working on his car when he sussed out these err legs stood by the side of the car.
"Yer what you want then?" he inquired.
Next thing he knew four beaming faces were on a level with his oil stained fizzogg. They then proceeded to inform him of the second coming whilst he was trying to put his oil filter back. He completed the task, got up and warmly shook each of their hands in turn...................Once this was done he then informed them that best they fark off sharpish or he was going to pat them on the back next.
They took the hint and legged it away sharpish to, I presume, look for someplace where they could clean the oil, snot and other stuff that me mate had on his hands.
A bloke in Stonehouse Barracks once
Found God and proceeded to drive us all nuts with his habit of leaving nice little pamplets on our pits each weekend. He would try and convert the younger lads to his way of life with no success whatsoever.
Anyway he was a very keen cyclist and had spend a bomb on this err Super Duper Racing bike.................. One Sunday morning he could not find his bike. There it was hoicked up on the Galley Chimney with D10 Telephone cable holding it in place. The chimney was about sixty foot high and had no access point to it........The things you do when your pissed!!
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So in the most polite way i could think of (because my youngest was there) i told them to get out of my house and never to come back in between bollokin them for taking advantage of a small child to gain entry into my house.
