Now come on chaps, this is totally scandalous and I may have to speak to my lawyer Robin about this, you can’t make accusations like this without proof, Robin will have you before the Beak if you carry on, stone the Crows, you’re all Rookies!!!
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Now come on chaps, this is totally scandalous and I may have to speak to my lawyer Robin about this, you can’t make accusations like this without proof, Robin will have you before the Beak if you carry on, stone the Crows, you’re all Rookies!!!
[/quote) Just been speaking to my mate Terry - Terry Dactyl - he reckons it’s not a natural splatter - could be an artificial pattern - not necessarily man made - could be Bear like any one know someone connected to bears?
Thought this important information could be of use
Kev (not bear like)
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Kev, you are now making assumptions based on trivia, everybody knows that I would not condone this sort of school boy silly behaviour As mentioned, any more of this and Robin will be informed, you will go before the beak and answer to Mallard, Robin has a formidable team that includes Albert Ross and Hazel Grouse who is a Game Bird and apparently they have an Imperial Shag at home in a cage, It’s all Bushtits anyway.
Well that was an eye-opener for a first meet. Except you couldn’t keep your eyes open too wide else your retinas would get sand blasted.
Impressive stuff though, 100+ for a random meet up? Mental.
Must make it along for more…seemingly armed with a car cover, just in case.
It’s that image again, I just can’t shake it…
Just remember guys, innocent until proved guilty!
Who mentioned bears? I know they s**t in the woods, but didn’t know they did it on cars.>! Or is it them who wear funny hats, or is that the pope, I always get them muddled up.
Case closed, court adjourned. After a visit from the ‘heavies’ this evening, the confession came quickly and the accused pleaded guilty for a lighter sentence.
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No problem Rob. It was Mister H’s and my pleasure to extract the confession.
The Sweeney always get their man…
Get your coat son, you’re nicked!
(We seem to have had more hair in those days)