Comments

1. David T

   Saturday 1 December 2007 at 23:30

   Is that Morgoth?

2. Will

   Saturday 1 December 2007 at 23:37

   Bastard. You knicked my joke.

3. John in Cincinnati

   Sunday 2 December 2007 at 4:49

   That IS that twerp on Dancing with the “Stars?!” isn’t it?

4. hakmao

   Sunday 2 December 2007 at 13:37

   Doesn’t look as slack-jawed–or paunchy–as the Bournemouth Urineymouse.

5. Morgoth

   Sunday 2 December 2007 at 15:24

   Haha!

6. Bruce Forsyth

   Sunday 2 December 2007 at 15:28

   My joke that the Welsh like Arlene so much they put her on their flag, is my best in years!

   Nice to see you! To see you nice!

7. Alec Macpherson

   Sunday 2 December 2007 at 22:18

   ~*spends several minutes in paroxyms of helpless and slightly demented giggling*~

   I really need a date.

8. hakmao

   Monday 3 December 2007 at 10:03

   I really need a date.

   24 June. Now go away. Don’t make me come down Easter Road and slap you.

9. Alec Macpherson

   Monday 3 December 2007 at 11:07

   I consider it a sign of affection to be hated by DST, Hak. Easter Road, top or bottom, would be nowehere near.

10. hakmao

    Monday 3 December 2007 at 11:15

    That’s the easiest way to get to Leith from the OT.

    Alright…don’t make me cross the Nor’loch and slap you.

11. Alec Macpherson

    Monday 3 December 2007 at 11:23

    The occupied territories? Dalkeith?

    Try the Bruntsfield Links, complete with plague pits.

12. hakmao

    Monday 3 December 2007 at 11:36

    Old Town.

    Golf, a game invented by the Dutch … as a joke.

13. Cleanthes

    Tuesday 4 December 2007 at 12:57

    Are we seeing some kind of bastardised form of “Mornington Crescent” going on here?

    Constitution Street.

14. hakmao

    Tuesday 4 December 2007 at 13:03

    There’s no going past Galloway’s Entry.