There was once a dark and miserable place called Festers, the people of this village were depressed because nobody wanted them, but then one day a travelling salesman visited the village of festers and told to grow a mysterious plant. They looked after the plant and guess what when it was harvested it turned to out to be the finest weed in the land. So they rolled it up and had a smoke and a pancake. The people of Festers rejoiced and lived happily ever after apart from the odd days when people with annoying voices spammed the mic.
THE END
Dare you to enter the Festertrix? Home of the slow motion Weed!
Horse barred from pub.
Peggy the horse can be forgiven for her long face. She has been barred from the pub where she was once a regular propping up the bar.
The 12-year-old mare used to enjoy a pint of John Smiths bitter and a packet of pickled onion crisps alongside owner Peter Dolan inside O'Malleys in Jarrow, South Tyneside.
But a refit at the pub, which included new carpets, meant landlady Jackie Gray had to tell the horse: "You're barred."
Fester wrote: Del man stay away from the odd side of the internet ya freak
Fester
Hey man, I trawl the seedy underbelly of the interwebs so you dont have to!
In my defence, in this instance, that link is to a superfunhappy games news site. They are the freaks in this case.
I only remember it cos...I just have a...thumb fetish, ya, thats it..thumb fetish. That's normal isnt it?