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Gyp's tips #90 in a series of 8
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If your other half complains about you riding through the flower bed to
get your bike out [1], don't expect she won't notice if you happen to
turf over the flower bed when she's out.
[1] It wouldn't happen if she learned to park
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You've been married for how long and haven't figured out yet that It Is
All Your Fault?
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I was trying to see how the bandwidth logging works on Demon, and as it
only records loading on days where the bandwidth usage is over a certain
level, I went to one of the screen background sites and grabbed all
those huge Nissan pictures and the enormous Pamela Anderson.
By going to the images on my site I got enough bandwidth to register in
the log.
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Your Evil Twin was on the front of the FT today.
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Prestcot?
Or Buster Bloodvessel?
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Some bloke: no idea who.
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how do you know it wasn't the Good Twin, then?
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I can get rid of all of them now also
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Completely changing the subject, but I came across this, whilst
bimbling about the place:
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Is this partof some plan to get her to divorce you? Or do you just like
to live dangerously?
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As Gyp and his 'missus' aren't married, a divorce would be a little
difficult.
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Goodness me - I'm shocked. Living over the broom and all that.
Disgraceful. Shouldn't be allowed. What is the world coming to?
tsk, tsk.
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I quite agree. I keep offering to make an honest woman of here, but
to no avail. I suspect I may be reduced to tampering with Gyp's
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You want to marry UKRM?
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Curse my sausage fingers!
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I dunno, T might find them useful for a spot of 'widow comforting' if
Gyp ends up popping his clogs.
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brakes and then "comforting the widow".
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What are you going to do, fit some that work to the Harley?
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Are you now trying to lure me to Derbyshire to do me in?
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No, of course not!
You are coming, aren't you?
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Well I really didn't expect you to leap into the thread from my
comments. Still I guess it shows your sense of desperation.
"Mrs" Gyp is a fine woman though - I still recall that famous Cheltenham
Night Out and the ukrm "codgers" [1] club invading that yoof pub. Huge
fun.
[1] a relative term given the age of clientele.
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