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Lads, deep down we are esentially still little boys. We have that primal instinct to play with toys. What toys do you own that you still like to fiddle about/annoy people with. I play with:


Myself.

Remote controlled helicopter.

Air rifle.

Scalectrix.

Crossbow.

I chase wasps about with a small chainsaw I stole from a company I used to work for.

Firework occasionally.


Computer games don't count Sean and Mockney.


Over to you.

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though not strictly toys, i play with...


women, who enjoy the chase

the emotions of the weak and infirm

the hearts of young ladies, who know no better

the classic motor in the garage at weekends

poker, exceptionally badly



BBW, as much as they frustrate me, i have a deep-seated need to know more about them: we need the fairer sex. so have a heart and let 'em in puh-lease, there's no fun without them...

My toy collection is quite extensive thanks to my Son who has given me the opertunity to relive my childhood in so many ways.


Scalextric

Remote Control Plane petrol engine I dont fly it anymore so if you want it BBW it's yours.

Hotweels cars the boy has a massive collection

Robosapian great little remote robot

5 remote control cars the boy and I race in the car park

A Johnny Seven. Never had one as a kid.

I used to go to the toy shop in Waterloo station, and it was there displayed in the main window.

At four pounds nineteen and sixpence though it was out of the question.

We weren't poor exactly but my folks didn't have four pounds nineteen and sixpence-worth of expendable income to invest in leisure/play hardware.

And of course expendable income and leisure/play hardware hadn't yet been invented.

And of course 'investing' wasn't for the likes of us.

Knew our place we did.

Waterloo Road it was.

RosieH Wrote:

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> Annasfield Wrote:

> --------------------------------------------------

> -----

> > Pft

> >

> > Am mean with a crossbow.

>

>

> Me too - a compact and chichi little weapon,

> perfect for the ladies - real men should acquit

> themselves impressively with a long bow


I'm directing a long bow in your direction as we speak RosieH.

So far bent over from the waist am I that I don't think it's in my imagination that I can hear vertebrae snapping.

Brendan Wrote:

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> *walks in*

>

> Considering the lack of ladies this place of

> surprisingly full of tits.

>

> I?m off for a skate.


Ladies? No sign at all last time I looked.

But chicks, birds and tarts? Sure the place is stiff with them.

Keef Wrote:

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> With summer coming, my super soaker will be coming

> out.


It just requires a hyaaa hyaaa hyaaaaa at the end of that post to confirm that the spirit of the late Sid James has found a host in our own Keef.


Wish I could get mine to go off, I keep pulling the trigger but all I get is drips.


See Keef, I'm being Bernard Breslaw so I am.

Along a similar line to HonaloochieB's earlier post, we couldn't afford very many cool things when I was a kid, so I'm doing my best to make up for it now. :)


So far I've spoiled myself with:

A remote control helicopter

An air gun (although pathetically weak)

And - my personal favourite - I'm building up a pretty good collection of Superman comics.


The younger version of me would be so jealous...

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