[Tuj} May you grow man breasts and forever have to cover yourself in the communal shower. Holland Park ... and where's that nauseating little turd, st dogmael, scurried off to?

Rained Off, or whatever your fucking name is, name dropping the A of C carries no kudos here. The only thing I can say, in these circumstances is Chigwell and that should put that tart Chalky into a right little strop.

[Chalky] I suspect that st d's ducking for cover, the little a**ehole! No doubt he's one of those who wears two pairs of socks - one on his feet and the other to fill out his denims. I'm off to Paddington to see if I can find him. [Tuj] Your plate is on the way back - think yourself fortunate that I've knocked out the teeth before you get it back.

[Tuj] Arrogant? The concept you are groping for in that lump of porridge you affect to call a brain is selbstbewusst. It is inexpressible in this decadent English language, but you may consider it to mean "having an accurate measure of one's own worth". But it is well that the players here do not have this concept, lest your minds implode with the realisation of the amount of air, food, and space you have taken up with your unnecessary lives. Arrogance is a vice only in those with nothing to be arrogant about. Shadwell! You see? You see?

the "Archbishop of Canterbury" must and can only be the poor man's pet name for his own cock. God knows no-one else will talk to him. Touching to see that he tries to engage it in a proper relationship. Just in case you actually wanted to know where I was Chalky I was getting on with "A LIFE". Though I would look back in here to reassure myself that it can always get worse, like Duj's Mum (which is the only thing you are going to find round there mr D - try looking in a phonebox - it currently says "NEW IN TOWN GENUINE PHOTO") Archway