Why are thier bottoms hanging out?

All that way just to pick up a chicken?

They’re obviously copying the latest trendy celeb off the special media.

I'm sure its just a heartfelt tribute to the Mitchell Brothers

OP is the typo due to typing one handed? 😇

Is this not evidence supporting Dr Brian Mays early paper on the systems driving planetary motion.

Is this not evidence supporting Dr Brian Mays early paper on the systems driving planetary motion.

Not aware his theory has been disproved after nearly 40 years

Lol on a bike ride today and passed a young un who appeared to have forgotten to finish getting dressed. Just looked like they were wearing a largish pair of underpants. I said to OH I must be getting old. It was only 12 degrees at most with a bitter wind 🤷

I'm guessing this thread is the cause of the very interesting dreams I had last night. I think I deserve a drink after a night of that sort of thing.

I’m guessing this thread is the cause of the very interesting dreams I had last night. I think I deserve a drink after a night of that sort of thing.

MrsMC apparently dreamt last night tbat our pet ferret was running loose in Sports Direct, but I'm struggling to see a connection.

(For clarity, we don't have a ferret and we're a couple of miles from a Sports Direct)

Oh Jesus, now I've started dreaming about dogs.

dreamt last night tbat our pet ferret was running loose in Sports Direct,

I'd tell you about my recent weird dream but I've got an appointment to get to.

It's at the Surrey Pangolin Centre, somehow my pangolin has managed to get a load of gloss paint on it.

Is that a euphemism?

It will have been Terminal V, the dance music festival out at the Royal Highland Showground. We have been to the Fly festival out at Hopetoun House and in Princes Street Gardens and the fashion is pretty much the same.

You see all sorts of stuff on all genders - crochet trousers, tops made out of nets. Everyone who's not in fancy dress is in a uniform of jeans, t shirt and pure white Air Max trainers. My wife spends half the time we're there saying "why are they dressed like that" and "don't they look mad?". I remind her that we're the odd ones out and everyone else is looking at us thinking we looks weird, and that other people can wear whatever they want and it's not for us to judge.

Oh Jesus, now I’ve started dreaming about dogs

It's when you start dreaming about Donald trump and Putoline chain wax you need to worry.

Blame it on the boogie

Blame it on the beyoncé

Every time I find myself in Manchester city centre at the weekend, I remind myself that what the "young persons" are wearing is just how they roll, it's none of my business anymore.

Or

“probably promo girls”.

This