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... so help me God.
help
I promise to tell the truth, the whole truth and nothing but the truth...
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I invented the hat. Top that!
I invented a double-entendre machine, but the knob kept coming off in my hand.
I invented an instant English-to-Spanish translator, but Πήρα τη γλώσσα λανθασμένη.
With the adept use of 8 shaving mirrors and 1 clothes mirror, I can view the scene outside of my bed room window while making a cup of tea in the kitchen! I am a nosey neighbour!!!
I invented nipple creep to undermine ZK.
I invented the internet.
Angus Prune, thou art yet a child.
And so am I, if it comes to that.
I'm so old, I was born in black and white.
I invented the boneless chicken, it's over there in that bucket.
I invented binary. -1!
I invented the binary -1, and shelves.
i invented a propetual motion machine but couldent keeb the thing running for more than five minuts.
I invented a robot that doesn't work in order to give the unemployed a break.
I've got a luvverly buch of coconuts ....
OK - maybe I meant 'bunch'
I've got a luvverly Buch of coconuts, which I picked up in Bonn from a man who bore a striking resemblance to Terry Jones.
It is a little known fact that Terry Jones is actually Aled Jones's dad.
...and his mother is Catherine Zeta Jones.
Catherine was, of course, the Jones's sixth child.
I invented the Greek alphabet so Welsh women could have odd middle names.
Catherine's father being Tom Jones of course.
Her uncle is Griff Rhys Jones
Terry Jones' father was Tommy Lee Jones. Aled Jones' long lost brother is James Earl Jones.
I could go on like this all day
It's all lies. They're all Smiths in disguise. There is no such thing as a Jones.
Yes, that is true. Half of the Smiths family changed their names to Jones when their cousin, W.H., opened his first newsagent. The reason for this defection? They were alergic to newspapers. They developed a black rash on their fingers whenever they came into contact with one.
Radio 4's "We've Been Here Before" is a really well presented and highly amusing show.
There was one exception. Terry Jones's twin brother, Terry, moved to Ireland and changed his name to Wogan.
Putting a teabag in your cheak for half an hour tastes exactly like a cup of tea nad whitens your teath at the same time.
Definitely, I tried it myself. Not sure about the TEETH (teath?!) thing though as all mine fell out when I was 11 as a result of an accident with a bag of sherbet lemons.
Oh yeah, and it's CHEEK as well.
A "cheak" is in fact a traditional teapot used in parts of Yorkshire. Hence the classic dialogue from a much beloved show:

- Get away wi' yer! Me cheak's on t'boil!
- Aye, Nora lass, and it ain't t'only part neither!
(Degenerates into comic brawl as Foggy and Clegg look on indulgently)
Elizabeth Taylor's fifth husband was Zachary Taylor [the twelfth president of the United States] but they divorced in 1848, one year before he was elected to office. i.e. [Elizabeth Taylor is older than Eve.]
I went to a party with an owl, it was a hoot.
I put my rubbish bags out this morning. They're still there tonight because our Refuse Collector is indisposed.
My refuse collector often refuses to collect.
I have modified my car alarm to fit our wheelie bin.
I've fiddled with my sons clock, he wakes up and leaves rubbish on my carpet
I fiddle with my clock all the time...but the rest of the orchestra prefers bows.
i like clocking squirrels upsidethe headwith a baseball bat.
my spacebar workswell.
MYCAPSLOCKISSTUCKANDMYSPACEBARDOESN'TWORKEITHER.
I went to a space bar but there was no one there so I had a glass with nothing in it.
Squirrel = target practice.
I've been mising for 9 days! No one noticed, including me! I wonder where I went? Ah well, I hope I had a good time whatever I was doing............
[belated telegraph] ATTENTION HOOMANS! IF YOU EVER WISH TO SEE YOUR PAL WIDEY AGAIN AGREE TO OUR DEMANDS WITHOUT DELAY! *check* ONE GAZILLION TON OF PICKLED HERRING *check* SOUTH POLE *check* DROP SHIPMENT *check* FEAR US! ... OUR ARMIES ARE AMASSING! *check* [by order of His Majesty The Emperor Penguin]
Surrender all of your WMD's (Weapons of Mackerel Destruction) or face the consequences.
By the way, you don't have any oil down there, do you?
Lol...........its all coming back now! I was abducted by thePLA. I thought it was all a bit fishy!!!!
I have a fish with legs..........her name is Wanda ! She often pops out to get the morning paper...........
I have the power to have Jon Culshaw beheaded.
Jon Culshaw is really George W Bush - that's not an impression.
If you could turn your knee caps to face backwards, it would be possible to kick yourself in the head.............
Wild bird food does no such thing! I have found the birds act the same after eating it!
I witnessed a bloke drink himself under the table ... but once past the neck, he found it difficult to swallow himself any further. After kicking it about the pub for a bit, we agreed [arbitrarily] the head [by which I mean the cranium] would make an excellent spittoon. [It has!]
With the addition of a few forks a Spittoon makes a wonderful impromptu fondu set...........
Fondue is Swedish for sinal fluid
"Mama, pass out dem biscuits ... i done brung home de fondue!"
As a master of disguise, I have enjoyed a long career in the movies. I began in 1964 as Dick van Dyke's bamboo stick in 'Mary Poppins'. I then went on to play other classic roles: John Voight's hat in 'Midnight Cowboy', Clint Eastwood's shoulder holster in all five 'Dirty Harry' movies, Chewbacca's ammunition belt in the first 'Star Wars' film, Indiana Jones' bullwhip in 'The Last Crusade', Bruce Willis' vest in the first two 'Die Hard' films and the iceberg in 'Titanic'. More recently I have played Aragorn's left boot in the 'Lord of the Rings' trilogy.
It never rains in Glasgow.
No, it's just 100% vertical humidity.
Rain puddles are sentient, and should never be splashed but allowed to leave on their own accord.
Around the world in 80 days.........pah...........no big deal I can get around the block in less than 8 minutes............
I went around the world in a cheese, dazed.
I bet that was grate!
I spent my gap year living in Whales. My favorite was the humpback.
Whales are made of slate and were nearly hunted to extinction during the 19th/20thC.Their bodies were cut into "slates" and used as roofing material.
The Welsh are famous for the manufacture of "slate". They dug huge quarries and pits to keep the whales in so as to make slate production much easier.....oops time for my medication................
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