Shaun can i suggest an article on how to deal with ‘blog rage’ for Lovinghusband and the many others who can’t take a joke, and then an article on how to chose an appropriate username, lovinghusband doesn’t sound like a very loving person. Sounds like he kills squirrels then goes home and pours beer in the drain….

If someone possibly panicking or w/e had to read this and take it in seriousness…

puting the real link at the bottom is of no help at all.

Besides envoking Gad’s name in vain (careful, he may smite you), the impression I got from your comment was that you were crying out for a hug or, alternatively, a playful tug on my winky.

Is this true?

Thanks for the joke, albeit one from 1996. Ta for the effort though.

One night ‘John’ was in bed with his wife when he heard a loud knock at the door. He got up and crawled downstairs only to find ‘Steven’ standing in the rain who was clearly plastered. “How about a push hey?” slurred the drunk. “No! F*** off! It’s 3 ‘o clock in the morning and pissing down with rain! And I have work tomorrow!” John seemed to say. “Who was that?” asked John’s wife when he climbed back into bed. “Some random drunk asking for a push!” said John. “But sweety,” purred his wife, “remember that time your car broke down at 3 in the morning and those two random men stopped to give you a push?” John felt himself getting filled with guilt and eventually put on his dressing gown and ventured out into the stormy night. “Hey mate!” he shouted, “do you still need a push?” “Yes please!” shouted the drunk. “Well where the hell are you?” asked John. “Over by the swing!” :D

Yes, I like where your heads at. On that basis we can also add the classic “hand in a jug of water” routine for the unfortunate drunk sap who has the balls to pass out in the company of friends.

Wow, that’s… really gross. Film it next time so we can all see that.

Point 9 had my coffee coming out of my nose.