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JoeBeevers
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Nice and Easy does it
"Move it Slag, out of my way you Nonce"
Those were the words Genial George said to the owner of Partridge Hall.
Him and me were there last night, we heard the old geezer there kept all his paintings in his cellar. And these paintings were worth about £5 Million.
To backtrack, yesterday morning Genial George phoned me up with a plan.
"Joe, you know Partridge Hall out in the country in Essex? one of my contacts told me the owner Lord Larry Long keeps all his Old Master paintings in his cellar"
"Yeah I know it George" I replied
"Fancy coming with me there tonight? we can do it over and split the proceeds, I know an art dealer who`ll give us 4 million for them"
"Yeah allright George"
So there we were, at midnight on a clear warm night, I was wearing my black Business suit and black trilby hat, Genial George was wearing black jeans, black t shirt, in his left hand he carried a 3 foot long thick cosh, in his right was a metal jemmy.
I gave him the wink and he jemmied the back door in, the lock gave easily and we stood in the hallway.
"Where`s his bedroom George?" I asked
"Upstairs, 3rd on the right" he replied
2 minutes later we were outside his bedroom door.
I nudged George and he barged in, I shouted out "Stand and Deliver"
The old Lord was asleep but awoke at my shout, he sat up in bed and said "What the hell? what do you want?"
"We want your paintings Pal, wheres your cellar Slag?" I growled.
He trembled and said "Sir, the door to it is in my kitchen, just near my pantry, please don`t hurt me"
"Come with us" George said, "Show us and no funny business"
We followed the old man down the stairs, into the kitchen, and right next to his pantry was an old oak door.
"Open it and quick" I growled
He fumbled with the lock and it opened.
"Move it Slag, out of my way you Nonce" Genial George said, he pushed the old Lord aside and we went into the cellar.
Propped against the wall were 5 paintings, they all gleamed in the light coming from the kitchen.
"Get them George, and lets go" I said.
George grabbed them and handed them to me, "Here you go Joe, just got to do something"
I took them, George raised his cosh and brought it down onto the old Lords head, he groaned and collapsed.
"You killed him George?" I asked
"Yeah, never mind Joe" he said
I laughed and we went out of the house, I clutched the paintings as I got into the passenger seat of Georges Jag parked in a lane near the house.
"I will see my contact on monday Joe" George said, "I`ll bring the £2 million around on tuesday if you like"
"Sure George, used 50s?"
"Yeah Joe,now was that the easiest money ever?" he asked
"Deffo George, lets go back to the pub to celebrate" I said
We drove off laughing, no-one messes with me and Genial George...
Those were the words Genial George said to the owner of Partridge Hall.
Him and me were there last night, we heard the old geezer there kept all his paintings in his cellar. And these paintings were worth about £5 Million.
To backtrack, yesterday morning Genial George phoned me up with a plan.
"Joe, you know Partridge Hall out in the country in Essex? one of my contacts told me the owner Lord Larry Long keeps all his Old Master paintings in his cellar"
"Yeah I know it George" I replied
"Fancy coming with me there tonight? we can do it over and split the proceeds, I know an art dealer who`ll give us 4 million for them"
"Yeah allright George"
So there we were, at midnight on a clear warm night, I was wearing my black Business suit and black trilby hat, Genial George was wearing black jeans, black t shirt, in his left hand he carried a 3 foot long thick cosh, in his right was a metal jemmy.
I gave him the wink and he jemmied the back door in, the lock gave easily and we stood in the hallway.
"Where`s his bedroom George?" I asked
"Upstairs, 3rd on the right" he replied
2 minutes later we were outside his bedroom door.
I nudged George and he barged in, I shouted out "Stand and Deliver"
The old Lord was asleep but awoke at my shout, he sat up in bed and said "What the hell? what do you want?"
"We want your paintings Pal, wheres your cellar Slag?" I growled.
He trembled and said "Sir, the door to it is in my kitchen, just near my pantry, please don`t hurt me"
"Come with us" George said, "Show us and no funny business"
We followed the old man down the stairs, into the kitchen, and right next to his pantry was an old oak door.
"Open it and quick" I growled
He fumbled with the lock and it opened.
"Move it Slag, out of my way you Nonce" Genial George said, he pushed the old Lord aside and we went into the cellar.
Propped against the wall were 5 paintings, they all gleamed in the light coming from the kitchen.
"Get them George, and lets go" I said.
George grabbed them and handed them to me, "Here you go Joe, just got to do something"
I took them, George raised his cosh and brought it down onto the old Lords head, he groaned and collapsed.
"You killed him George?" I asked
"Yeah, never mind Joe" he said
I laughed and we went out of the house, I clutched the paintings as I got into the passenger seat of Georges Jag parked in a lane near the house.
"I will see my contact on monday Joe" George said, "I`ll bring the £2 million around on tuesday if you like"
"Sure George, used 50s?"
"Yeah Joe,now was that the easiest money ever?" he asked
"Deffo George, lets go back to the pub to celebrate" I said
We drove off laughing, no-one messes with me and Genial George...
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misterman10 wrote:go defend yourself in the flame wars you little tool
One day I'll catch up with you. You want a war? I'll give you a war one arm tied behind me back. I'll shoot you - blow you to kingdom come. They'll need a dustpan and brush to scrape you off the walls. Make mincemeat out of ya. Pie and mash, puddles of blood. I'll leave you lying there.
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JoeBeevers wrote:misterman10 wrote:go defend yourself in the flame wars you little tool
One day I'll catch up with you. You want a war? I'll give you a war one arm tied behind me back. I'll shoot you - blow you to kingdom come. They'll need a dustpan and brush to scrape you off the walls. Make mincemeat out of ya. Pie and mash, puddles of blood. I'll leave you lying there.
maybe you can kill me while you are playing your little poker games in hendon
Pleasant Chaps still suck cock.
Yakuza power.
Yakuza power.
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JoeBeevers
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misterman10 wrote:JoeBeevers wrote:misterman10 wrote:go defend yourself in the flame wars you little tool
One day I'll catch up with you. You want a war? I'll give you a war one arm tied behind me back. I'll shoot you - blow you to kingdom come. They'll need a dustpan and brush to scrape you off the walls. Make mincemeat out of ya. Pie and mash, puddles of blood. I'll leave you lying there.
maybe you can kill me while you are playing your little poker games in hendon
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Look Nonce, my "little" poker games have £3-8 million on the table sometimes.
On Thursday night I won £3.5 million for 5 hours work.
I walked out of the den with the cash in my hands, some blokes were thinking of mugging me but I gave them one of my stares and they walked off frightened...
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JoeBeevers wrote:misterman10 wrote:JoeBeevers wrote:misterman10 wrote:go defend yourself in the flame wars you little tool
One day I'll catch up with you. You want a war? I'll give you a war one arm tied behind me back. I'll shoot you - blow you to kingdom come. They'll need a dustpan and brush to scrape you off the walls. Make mincemeat out of ya. Pie and mash, puddles of blood. I'll leave you lying there.
maybe you can kill me while you are playing your little poker games in hendon
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Look Nonce, my "little" poker games have £3-8 million on the table sometimes.
On Thursday night I won £3.5 million for 5 hours work.
I walked out of the den with the cash in my hands, some blokes were thinking of mugging me but I gave them one of my stares and they walked off frightened...
I would be frightened if I saw an ass on top of a neck and your asshole was giving me a stare too
Pleasant Chaps still suck cock.
Yakuza power.
Yakuza power.
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So basically, according to your story, you storm someone's house, outnumber him, kill him, and claim superiority, saying that no one messes with you, when, according to your story, you messed with him...
Bad plot developement, Joe...
Bad plot developement, Joe...

Translated Japanese Pikachu Wikipedia Article wrote:Hard nut in the lightning burn it in a soft, then eat with wisdom.
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Shadowstar wrote:So basically, according to your story, you storm someone's house, outnumber him, kill him, and claim superiority, saying that no one messes with you, when, according to your story, you messed with him...
Bad plot developement, Joe...
I cant believe you actually read it
Pleasant Chaps still suck cock.
Yakuza power.
Yakuza power.
misterman10 wrote:Shadowstar wrote:So basically, according to your story, you storm someone's house, outnumber him, kill him, and claim superiority, saying that no one messes with you, when, according to your story, you messed with him...
Bad plot developement, Joe...
I cant believe you actually read it
I did, it was funny.
"War doesn't determine who's right, just who's left" -Anonymous
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You just proved my point in that post, Joe... In your little story, the guy had no beef with you, and your little friend coshes him while you rob him. Seriously, who's messing with who?JoeBeevers wrote:He didn`t mess with us though did he?
George cracked his skull and left him lying on his kitchen floor.
I bet Plod will be round there soon, but we can buy off Plod if they find any "evidence"...

Translated Japanese Pikachu Wikipedia Article wrote:Hard nut in the lightning burn it in a soft, then eat with wisdom.
Re: Nice and Easy does it
JoeBeevers wrote:George raised his cosh and brought it down onto the old Lords head, he groaned and collapsed.
"You killed him George?" I asked
"Yeah, never mind Joe" he said
I laughed and we went out of the house
Classic.
Another beautiful story Joe, I like the way that you are becoming more articulate with your stories.
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I also deserve mod privileges when the takeover occurs. Even if it is just in Flame Wars / 'Social Farm Club'. I'd be a totally awesome mod and would not tolerate either grasses or nonces, nor would I arbitrarily lock/delete threads and/or ban users based only upon inconsequential factors such as avatars, usernames, or my general level of boredness at any given moment.
Wayne wrote:Wow, with a voice like that Dancing Mustard must get all the babes!
Garth wrote:Yeah, I bet he's totally studly and buff.
DM, Nonce
You, my boy, are 'avin a giraffe. Me 'N' my moite 'Big Baz' are gonna take over this establishment, and it is a beautiful establishment.
Me 'N' you son are gonna take a walk soon, and I don't mean dan the fakkin strand for an ice-cream either.
I'm off dan the nuclear.
You, my boy, are 'avin a giraffe. Me 'N' my moite 'Big Baz' are gonna take over this establishment, and it is a beautiful establishment.
Me 'N' you son are gonna take a walk soon, and I don't mean dan the fakkin strand for an ice-cream either.
I'm off dan the nuclear.
b.k. barunt wrote:Snorri's like one of those fufu dogs who get all excited and dance around pissing on themself.
suggs wrote:scared off by all the pervs and wankers already? No? Then let me introduce myself, I'm Mr Pervy Wank.
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Waiting on the takeover Joe. And reminding you to ban me first. Before Hecter even.
CONFUSED? YOU'LL KNOW WHEN YOU'RE RIPE
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