Patrick Bateman

I thought you lived in Fleet??

This YouTube clip is so addictive! Can't think of the words for De Ridder though, I have no imagination - but so long as "fast" is not said like a Northern monkey.

I lost my temper with a gas/electric salesman. I was cleaning my car in my drive (actually down on hands and knees scrubbing the alloys) at the time. He appeared and asked if I knew how much I spent on gas and electric and that he could guarantee me a much better deal. Having just changed 3 months previously to what was a very good deal, I politely told him I wasn't interested. He then tried again. I said again that I wasn't interested. He then said I HAD to sign to say he had called and had a folded bit of paper. I (still) politely refused. He again was insistent that I HAD to sign and that he would wait for me to sign. I stood up and told him where I'd stick his paper and pen before he then left sharpish. I hate these w*nkers. I am perfectly capable of finding my own deal, in my own time.

I didn't mind missing that dross, it was more the hail stones I objected to, but no one to complain to about that ...

Sounds like a lovely guy ... !

Why so catty? I presume you told him that then at the time?

What page? Can't see it in the Northern (sh*t) one.

They are sh*t c*nts. Never liked them, past life and all that.

Definitely, was on the plane to Seattle and to Budapest in the last month and had a fat f*ck next to me both times who spilled on to my seat. Uncalled for. Luckily, both times, I blagged a free upgrade so got moved, nice.

Park at the park and ride, it's next to the stadium

He looks like a History teacher, he looks like a history teacher, oh Nigel Adkins, he looks like a history teacher ... (stupid woman)

Those trains always have 4 or 5 carriages, far better would be to get a SWT service to Basingstoke and change for the First Great Western service to Reading, probably more comfortable.

That is brilliant!!

And I presume you need to know whether to buy the biscuits to make you sleep with your colleague's wife, or the biscuits to make you fall out with your boss. All makes sense now, I'm so daft!

Again, who cares.

Waitrose.

Good! It's always been a bloody curse.

True true! Obviously not, which is sad.

I washed mine and all the letters came off, so I took them back and got a refund. I bought a jester hat instead.

God, don't you lot whinge. The strategy of the club is to use local companies for as much as possible. The Betting Room are a local (South Coast) company. End of story.

God, who cares. People need to get a life.

http://www.physio2fit.net/ (in Chandler's Ford)

Yep, let him train and see if he can offer anything (unlikely, even as back-up though I think). But it's whether he brings in a Billy-big-b*llocks attitude or not that is the problem.

Quite frankly, who cares. We're playing good football, have a great manager, look in great shape and it's a great time to be a Saints fan. I couldn't care less about what the Chairman does or doesn't do, so long as we keep playing good football and have a club to support.

Quite frankly, who cares. We're playing good football, have a great manager, look in great shape and it's a great time to be a Saints fan. I couldn't care less about what the Chairman does or doesn't do, so long as we keep playing good football and have a club to support.