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Post by stokie01 on May 16, 2009 18:05:23 GMT
i saw LOADS of people queing up!
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Post by Done it for scfcbuxton on May 16, 2009 18:06:04 GMT
I did. Humble pie tasted a bit minty
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Post by mamasbitch on May 16, 2009 18:08:03 GMT
i did, well nice
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Post by march4 on May 16, 2009 18:09:00 GMT
No Chance
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Post by monkeycat on May 16, 2009 18:09:47 GMT
I bet Paddy had pissed in the ice cream mix ;D
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Post by Chris on May 16, 2009 18:10:54 GMT
I didn't.
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Post by snapotter on May 16, 2009 18:12:18 GMT
I did. It wasn't bad at all.
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Post by stokecity4eva on May 16, 2009 18:13:58 GMT
i went and the ice cream was lovely cheers paddy i forgive ya
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Post by chell_rosey on May 16, 2009 18:14:11 GMT
I did. Humble pie tasted a bit minty Coincidentally, I was just reading this on another forum: "When the Lords of the manor and the rest of the inbred aristocracy shot a deer or whatever, they had it gutted and took all the best meat for themselves, and the kidneys, liver, heart and other offal were left for the poorer people who assisted in the shoot. These bits of offal were referred to as the "umbles", and when baked in a pie, became, "Umble Pie", and not Humble Pie, with the "H" dropped as I always thought." Wot a load a bollocks.
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Post by Big J on May 16, 2009 18:16:27 GMT
Someone chucked one at the programme seller at the bottom of the ramp. Missed though.
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Post by stokeylad on May 16, 2009 18:22:57 GMT
i couldn't be arsed to walk round from the john smiths, i'm just lazy.
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Post by disastermaster on May 16, 2009 18:26:48 GMT
Heard a great one after the game:
Little Lad "Dad i want and ice cream" Dad "What from the ice cream van?" Little Lad "Yes please" Dad "Not a chance there not free anymore" Little Lad "You mean you did pay for any of those 5 ice creams Dad?" Dad "No son Paddy paid"
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Post by Pretty Little Boother on May 16, 2009 18:29:28 GMT
I did. Humble pie tasted a bit minty Coincidentally, I was just reading this on another forum: "When the Lords of the manor and the rest of the inbred aristocracy shot a deer or whatever, they had it gutted and took all the best meat for themselves, and the kidneys, liver, heart and other offal were left for the poorer people who assisted in the shoot. These bits of offal were referred to as the "umbles", and when baked in a pie, became, "Umble Pie", and not Humble Pie, with the "H" dropped as I always thought." what a load a bollocks. That's actually true, "humble" is a play on "umble". And I didn't get an ice cream, I completely forgot. And even if I remembered I prolly wouldn't have bothered anyway; where were the vendors?
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Post by Sparkiee on May 16, 2009 18:36:42 GMT
I was going to, but it started raining and the queue was huge
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Post by Jug Bank Stokie on May 16, 2009 18:39:33 GMT
I did. It was horrible and ended up over the hedge.
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Post by mermaidsal on May 16, 2009 18:45:56 GMT
Not us, that may be partly because I told the twins I'd hang them if they tried...
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Post by sirpineapple89 on May 16, 2009 18:46:51 GMT
Unfortunately, I was busy nailing my eye to a telegraph pole.
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