Steve McQueen

In the Daily Mail today, someone dishing the dirt on steve, Movie's that he turned down,
Ocean's Eleven, (1960) Reason, Dont get involved with frank sinatra,
Butch Cassidi, opposite Paul Newman, Yes if they changed it to, The sundance kid and Butch Cassidi,
The French connection,1971, McQueen wanted to make Le Mans instead.
Play Misty for me,1971, Nah, women had too big a part,
A Bridge too far 1977, Wouldnt pay him $ 3 million.
Apocalypse now1979, Didnt fancy filming 17 weeks in phillppines,
Why do you think he turned them down ? Because he could,

Jeez, that Mail article took ages to read Reg.

Ha Ha, Ive done it in stages through the day, Bit of a lad steve, nowt wrong with it though, Ive often felt like shooting some female, Then shagging them in the car, Wernt boring was he

Cam can you please show Reggie how to copy and paste? it's dead easy Reg

He can show me until the cows come home, It just wont stick, Theres a word for it, Like word blindness, Techno phobe or just plain stipid,

See me and Steve's got the same sort of wood paneling behind us...cool we are.

Damn, Do i need wood paneling now, Its ok. I have it in the bathroom, Bottom half,

Underdog wrote:Damn, Do i need wood paneling now, Its ok. I have it in the bathroom, Bottom half,

No s**t, so do I! Stained dark to look like teak or mahogany 'cos I can't afford the real stuff.

Two Steve McQueen wannabies talking about wood panelling Maybe if you dropped the "Steve Mc" part, it might be closer to the truth!

All because of the razzamatazz bar in tenerife, when it first opened, White suite brass taps, and green stained paneling round the bottom, I did it myself must be 15 years ago, Must have made a good job of it, lowered the ceiling too put spot lights and a fan in the shower, Let Janet try it first just incase, Tricky stuff wood in a bathroom, Any damp game over

I promised herself I would put spots into our bathroom. Bought the spots 3 years ago. Still haven't done it. Just haven't had the right weather to do it!

Put one smack over the sink, It dont go well with the make up, So they never put the lights on, Big saving on the lecy,

I lowered our bathroom ceiling 'cos the council thought above the bath would be the ideal place to put the loft opening. Numbnuts.I cut a new one in the hall ceiling and covered the old one up.

3rdforum wrote: Two Steve McQueen wannabies talking about wood panelling Maybe if you dropped the "Steve Mc" part, it might be closer to the truth!

Welcome back D, I see its payback time.......

3rdforum wrote: Two Steve McQueen wannabies talking about wood panelling Maybe if you dropped the "Steve Mc" part, it might be closer to the truth!

We were sort of easing into it gently like before we started talking about knitting and stuff.

Thanks Vince, logging off now for a bit, have to unpack and take a lemsip.

I know a plumber on the council team, He went to a house, the trap door flew down and a nail stuck in the back of his head, So there he is stuck to the trapdoor, he gets on his mobile and phones the police, Ambulance and foreman, Blimey did it hurt, ? Not a bit, but i could feel six months off work and a right claim coming on, Didnt even bleed he said, But his memory and sex life was ruined, He drives a porche now,

Ive got a porch, bought it off ebay, looks the biz by my door.

I've got an upstairs flat so a porch would just fall off...

Cantelever a decking area from the lounge window, Negative waves Cam

Underdog wrote:Cantelever a decking area from the lounge window, Negative waves Cam

Then the shadow of it would fall on that loopy git who lives below us and he'd report it to the council.

Id practice the river dance if i had a twat like that under me,

Underdog wrote:Id practice the river dance if i had a twat like that under me,

You got any of them Yorkshire clogs and I'll give it a go if he ever comes back!

Whip a floor board up, find were the light fitting is, steady drip of chloraform down the wire, Just untill he go's quiet,

Ask the council to sell you the flat, Rent it out or use it, Take control of your borders Mr Brodie,