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I always read my stars then I don't take a blind bit of notice to any of it, I also never read instructions until I get stuck
I generally do it my way and feck up on a regular basis, but it's how I am, strange but Frank Sinatra innit

Mcqueen wrote:I always read my stars then I don't take a blind bit of notice to any of it, I also never read instructions until I get stuck
I generally do it my way and feck up on a regular basis, but it's how I am, strange but Frank Sinatra innit

The never reading the instructions bit,,, yip, you get a repair kit for some bit of a car, empty the contents of box out on to work bench, box with instructions still in it straight in to bin, then part way through job it starts going tits up, then it's a bin raid to find instructions...

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Feck! I went to the start of page 19 to see if I'd posted it before!

I just bought a vintage Rolls Royce, but the budget didn't cover a driver.

So I spent all that money, and I've got nothing to chauffeur it.

An Irishman walks into a bar in Dublin, orders three pints of Guinness and sits in the back of the room, drinking a sip out of each one in turn. When he finished all three, he comes back to the bar and orders three more.
The bartender says to him, ‘You know, a pint goes flat after I draw it; it would taste better if you bought one at a time.’ The Irishman replies, ‘Well, you see, I have two brothers. One is in America, the other in Australia, and I’m here in Dublin. When we all left home, we promised that we’d drink this way to remember the days we all drank together.
‘The bartender admits that this is a nice custom, and leaves it there. The Irishman becomes a regular in the bar and always drinks the same way: he orders three pints and drinks the three pints by taking drinks from each of them in turn.
One day, he comes in and orders two pints. All the other regulars in the bar notice and fall silent. When he comes back to the bar for the second round, the bartender says, ‘I don’t want to intrude on your grief, but I wanted to offer my condolences on your great loss.’
The Irishman looks confused for a moment, then a lights dawns in his eye and he laughs. ‘Oh, no, ‘ he says, ‘Everyone is fine. I’ve just quit drinking!