The Poolie Bunker

Sandwiches delicious eh?!?! :sweet: :sweet:

Lashings of Tomato Sauce and a smidgin' of Salt!!!! :sweet:

But why is the 2nd one never as nice as the 1st????

Lashings?? lashings!!

And a slap up meal for Lord Snooty and I.

I'm salivating at the thought.....

Buttered!!!!

But unbuttered on Bacon Butties of course!!!! :sweet:

You could have had the 2nd one if you asked!!!!

Buttered or Unbuttered????

You can have some but Mr.Gloves is getting fook'all!!!!

PS....wasn't the following in one of....'The Comic Strip Presents'....'Lashings and lashings of Ginger Beer'!!!!

Was it....'Five Go Mad In Dorset'....or something like that anyway!!!!

Thanks for the offer Mr.Shore....but I'll give it a miss!!!!

I was never a big fan of 'Comic Strip Presents....'!!!!

I just couldn't get away with it!!!!

LENIN: Right, let's run through our evil plan once more, Mr Knuckles.
KNUCKLES: Right you are, Mr Lenin.
DICK (inside tent) Wake up, Ju. I can hear voices.
JULIAN: I can't hear anything.
DICK: Listen - there it is again.
KNUCKLES: Blah blah blah - stolen plans - blah blah blah - missing scientists - blah blah blah.
LENIN: Ssh.
KNUCKLES: Blah blah blah - atom bombs - blah blah blah - third world war - blah blah blah.
LENIN: Ssh.
KNUCKLES: Blah blah blah - Kneecap Hill - blah blah blah - big secret - blah blah blah - kidnapped boy - blah blah blah - everything ties up - blah blah blah.
LENIN: Ssh.
JULIAN (inside the tent) I say, did you hear that?
DICK: Missing scientists? Kneecap Hill? Big secret? What d'you think it all means?
JULIAN: I'm not sure, Dick. But it all sounds very queer.
DICK: Maybe it's some sort of clue.
JULIAN: My word you're right! Come on let's get some sleep now! I'm much too tired to solve this mystery tonight.
DICK: Me too!

Quite funny that like!!!!

Not even the Bad News Tour?

Vim: Right, er, about what you were saying before... It's a valid question, I mean, don't get me wrong, but... I think you're really starting out from the wrong point of view, 'cause we're not basically a heavy metal band. We're a bit more subtle than that. Aren't we, Colin?
Colin: What?
Vim: We're a bit more subtle than that.
Colin: Yeah, we're subtle, but er... basically we're heavy metal, aren't we?
Spider: Yeah, Colin's right, Vim. If we made a record it'd be so heavy you couldn't get it off the turntable!
Tracy laughs.
Vim: Yeah, I know that, I know, but I mean... what I'm saying is we're just not simple heavy metal, you know.

(the conversation continues for a couple of minutes in the same vogue)

Colin: Well, it's obvious. What's wrong with being a heavy metal band, anyway?
Den: Yeah!
Colin: It was you who put "heavy metal" in the advert, that's why I joined.
Den: Yeah, me too!
Vim: Yeah, I know, I know, I know I did, but... but things change, don't they? I mean, when I was a kid, I used to play John Denver numbers all the time (Tracy laughs) but that doesn't mean that I have to be a prat all my life, does it?
Spider: You said it, Vim. Hey, listen, we could call ourselves Heavy Denver!
Tracy: (laughs loudly) That's really funny, Spider! (Continues laughing.)
Vim: Tell her to shut up or get out, Spider!
Spider: (to Tracy) Shut up or get out.

Caption: "One and a half hours later..."

Vim: Look! Look, we are not just another stupid heavy metal band!
Thoughtful pause.
Colin: What about "futuristic heavy metal"?
Vim: But we're more modern than futuristic, aren't we?
Spider: I know! What about "heavy metal glitterbillyomantic"?
Tracy: Ha ha! Yeah!..... Sorry, I forgot.

Den pulls the van over into a lay-by.

Vim: What're you doing, Den?
Den: Right, that's it. (Opens door) I'm getting out here if we're anything to do with the New Romantics. (He gets out of the van.)

Cut to Den standing on the grass verge at the side of the road, smoking a cigarette. The others get out of the van and walk over to him.

Vim: (voice-over) One of the things about being a leader, right, is that you've got to sort out arguments that come up between people in the group. You've got to be fair, and you've got to make sure your own ego doesn't get in the way.
Colin: Come on Den, it was... it was only a joke.
Den: I don't care! I don't care if it was a joke or not.
Colin: (to Spider) Tell him.
Spider: It was a joke!
Den: I'm not going any further until I hear Alan say that... that we're heavy metal.

Colin and Spider look expectantly at Vim.

Spider: Go on, tell him, then.

Vim: Okay, okay, we're heavy metal, okay? Heavy metal, heavy metal, HEAVY METAL! Have I said it enough? We're HEAVY METAL, OK? Just like your fucking brain!

To tell you the truth I don't think I've seen one all the way through!!!!

I think I might give them a chance!!!!

Bad News was class!!!!

I can't believe Mr.Parmo posted on a topic that started off about Food and he never even mentioned Food!!!!

I like food...hhmmmmmmmmm..I've just had my tea

..it must have been an exceedingly large tea for you to not mention food ...