Jah Lush

Mother's Little Helper - The Rolling Stones

Sorry to disappoint you BBW but I aim to please. *Pint of Old Fecker please barman*. I had actually had a few pints of that in the Hoopers the other week and bloody fantastic it was too.

No BBW I haven't been barred just haven't been down that neck of the woods in ages especially since they ruined a perfectly good pub (Grove House Tavern) and turned it into whatever the hell it's calling itself now.

Good call on the Keo TP. I always used to drink that when I was in The Vineyard at the bottom of Camberwell Grove but I haven't been there for a few years now.

Body Talk - Imagination

Shake Your Hips - Slim Harpo

A-Wop-Bop-A-Loo-Bop-A-Lop-Bam-Boom - Little Richard

Q: What do you get when you cross Fergal Sharkey with Bernard Manning? A: Racist undertones.

You Sexy Thing - Hot Chocolate

Back To Black - Amy Winehouse

Almost forgot. If you're going for a Ruby gotta wash it down with a couple pints of Cobra.

Sorry big phil it don't work like that. Look at the rules 1st page. Sorry to be pedant but I'm going with BBW's. Tell Me - The Rolling Stones

Timothy Taylor's Landlord, Harvey's Sussex Bitter, Young's Special, Fullers ESB, London Pride, Wadsworth's 6X...I could go on with more bitter but we'd be here all night. A nice cold pint of Guinness. Tinned or draft Red Stripe and tinned or draft Stella Artois.

Story Of The Blues - Cockney Rebel

And I Love Her - The Beatles

Ballad Of Sister Sue - Slowdive

You Belong To Me - Elvis Costello

bigbadwolf Wrote: > Given up my seat for an old lady (I've been at > work all day and they haven't). Sorry, but I've got to pull you up on this and I reckon you're probably expecting someone to so it might as well be me. This just goes to show what a selfish inconsiderate spoilt little twat you really are.

She Said Yeah - The Rolling Stones

Living In A Box - Bobby Womack

The Plough, The Castle, CPT, Hoopers, The Gowlett, Magnolia, The Vale and The Bishop. I think that about covers it.

Heart Of Stone - the Rolling Stones

What the hell is CSI - Cesaerian Section Imminent?

Cherie Blair is touring the countryside in a chauffeur-driven car. Suddenly, a cow jumps out into the road, they hit it full on and the car comes to a stop. Cherie, in her usual charming manner, says to the chauffeur: 'You get out and check - you were driving. ' The chauffeur gets out, checks and reports that the animal is dead. 'You were driving; go and tell the farmer, ' says Cherie. Five hours later, the chauffeur returns totally plastered, hair ruffled with a big grin on his face. 'My god, what happened to you?' asks Cherie. The chauffeur replies: ' When I got there, the farmer opened his best bottle of malt whisky, the wife gave me a slap-up meal and the daughter made love to me. ' 'What on earth did you say? 'asks Cherie. 'I knocked on the door, and when it was answered, I said to them: ' I'm Cherie Blair's chauffeur and I've just killed the cow.'

The Sex Pistols were number one but it wasn't officially recognised as such because the BBC didn't want to offend the Royal Family. Cunts!