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!
that is kinda what they're like indeed - a product of the americas, maybe NateO has sampled their delight - the pastry bit tho is more pastry-y than fig rolls and much softer and ultimately, therefore, yummier
this too is a close idea - somewhere between a turnover (altho less pastry-y more soft biscuit/cakey) and a pie - mmh, soft is better!
i'll bring us some back when i go over in TWELVE DAYS - altho, obviously when i say 'us' you know i pretty much just mean me (and joe if he turns up on my doorstep) (which is unlikely) (so really just me)
Sure you can just call round to my place if you want - you do know where i live after all And i'll tell the girls to let in any strange wimmin that are asking for me and come baring pastry snacks
Or you can leave them on the doorstep, ring the doorbell and leg it
hehe that reminds me - did anyone ever see the episode of daisy daisy (real 30-year oldish lady daisy who rips the p*ss out of the usa, no offence Nate and And) where she tries to be a bad influence on the 10year old american boy spelling bee champion - they did some of that door ringing milarky, it was great.. the 10year old wasw horrified
After putting dog poop in a paper bag and lighting it on fire on Old Man Clemens' porch Billy Madison: Oh my God, Old Man Clemens hates ****. Frank: Shh, here he comes. Old Man Clemens: Who the hell is it? What do you want? Judas Priest, Barbara, it's one of those flaming bags again. : Don't put it out with your boots, Ted. Old Man Clemens: Don't tell me my business, Devil Woman. Call the fire department, this one's outta control. Old Man Clemens steps on the bag, then lifts up his boot and smells Old Man Clemens: Eck, poop again. Billy Madison: He called the **** "poop". Billy, Jack, and Frank laugh hysterically Frank: This is the best night of my life. They continue laughing Old Man Clemens: I'll get you damn kids for this. You're all gonna die.
Re our board demographics. We do keep inviting American peoples, but they keep disppearing on us. Anyone remember Matt?
We only have two regulars - you and Andromeda... Ind I pretty sure she's cheating on us. She just doesn't give us he attention she used to. Never takes us out any more. sob...
And i'll tell the girls to let in any strange wimmin that are asking for me and come baring pastry snacks 
