The following Dodgers have been smited by the JDK for their crimes against Jam:
All the girls! for picking on the JDK and damaging his already delicate self esteem!
The Basserd Who Nicked Copper's Stuff For the offense of nicking Copper's stuff. You are a tw*t, whoever you are and we all hope you get run over by a tram in Nottingham. Or Liverpool. Or whereever else they have trams!
Copper For the crime of playing with her Wii instead of her Jammie pals!
OK - so in another thread (called Get a life...) KT has suggested that the JDK could possibly sell me, The Mighty Stead on Ebay and by doing so implies that the JDK holds some deed of ownership over me (the afore mentioned Mighty Stead).
I would like to take this opportunity to reinforce the factually based truth (dodgy unfounded legal term) that the JDK is infact MY sidekick or 'b1tch' or slave forever.
With this in mind - I, the Mighty Stead could and can choose to sell the JDK but not the other way round. Proof of my ownership lies in my turning him from a ladyboy couch potato into the lean mean (with the exception of the ongoing belly problem) weight lifting machine that he is today. In fact there are some days now when he can almost bench press as much as me! (lets not get into Squat performance etc though - not right now - that would be silly)
So - this concludes this public information message. I thank you... you may go.
Oh - supportive comments welcome.
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I'll take arrogance and the inevitable hubris over self-doubt and lack of confidence.
"Everyone has a plan, until they get punched in the face" - Mike Tyson
Yes you need support, don't you Stead. Support like a bra for your saggy ageing man-boobs (you're so old) and little garter supports for your socks. And a splint for your...er... no lets not go there.
So how's your army-warmy today, hmm? Does it still hurty-wurty a little bit? Did it stop diddums from doing any of his little excercises over christmas? Poor steady-weady.
All I can say is... if I'm your bitch, how come you spent all day saturday digging holes in my girlfriend's back garden, hmm?
Thank you for asking KT - it was very much like that - except, not at all like it.
It was implied at our drunken staff christmas do that I was feeble and I took this as an insult to my inherent greatness so I dismantled the biggest guys on the team via armwrestles.
I won the day (natch) - but after the 5th one I realised I had pulled my arm a little which has been playing up in the gym a bit ever since. However, it is almost nearly healed now.
-- Edited by JonnyStead at 10:47, 2007-01-23
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I'll take arrogance and the inevitable hubris over self-doubt and lack of confidence.
"Everyone has a plan, until they get punched in the face" - Mike Tyson
Well if we're gonna be pernickity about typing I'd like to point out that you mistyped the word 'feeble' at least twice in your original post. There are no 'M's, 'I's, 'G's, 'H's 'T's or 'Y's in 'feeble'. You berk.
And what sort of insult is 'gumball head'? So's your face! Grr.
OK - so in another thread (called Get a life...) KT has suggested that the JDK could possibly sell me, The FEEBLE Stead on Ebay and by doing so implies that the JDK holds some deed of ownership over me (the afore mentioned FEEBLE Stead). I would like to take this opportunity to reinforce the factually based truth (dodgy unfounded legal term) that the JDK is infact MY sidekick or 'b1tch' or slave forever. With this in mind - I, the FEEBLE Stead could and can choose to sell the JDK but not the other way round. Proof of my ownership lies in my turning him from a ladyboy couch potato into the lean mean (with the exception of the ongoing belly problem) weight lifting machine that he is today. In fact there are some days now when he can almost bench press as much as me! (lets not get into Squat performance etc though - not right now - that would be silly) So - this concludes this public information message. I thank you... you may go. Oh - supportive comments welcome.
Gosh, Steaders. That looks like three times to me. Or is it just that you can't count past 10. You know you are a strong argument for euthanasia...
JonnyStead wrote:
Rather thick, solid all the way through and with almost no 'brain' in it...
