A Spotted Dick for you all, hot off the press – literally. It’s pretty self explanatory so I’ve not much to say about it, but it would have to be a pretty amazing deal for me to pull a face like that! Continue reading
A lovely Spotted Dick, two in fact, for you from a museum at Hadrian’s Wall courtesy of Dave J and a childish curator. Continue reading
First of all for those of you who aren’t familiar with the term bukkake, shame on you – what have you been doing on the internet all this time? Secondly, if you’re at work or don’t like Copydex I suggest you don’t look it up but educate yourself with this definition – I know you won’t believe me but the link is entirely safe for work, in the sense that it’s just text. Thirdly and finally that very much sets the tone for the rest of the post. You have been warned. Continue reading
It’s been a while since I posted a Spotted Dick which is dreadful as I keep getting begged for more and I’ve got loads waiting to go up. I literally just got this one through and was so impressed by it I thought I’d share it straight away, with a promise to clear the back-log and bombarded you with tenuous todgers over the next few days. Continue reading
Right, something amazing has happened. My Mum dropped a Mumunendo last night that even I thought was too appalling to share. Continue reading
Not strictly speaking Mumuendo this one as I overheard a stranger in the street but other than that it’s exactly the kind of accidental innuendo that’s right up my Mum’s staircase. Continue reading
Yet again my mum drops an amazing Mumuendo that astonishingly is about her Fiskars weed puller.
Said upon arrriving at her house, having driven from my house, when she realised she’d forgotten to pick up her Fiskars weed puller: Continue reading
Some piping hot three-star Michelin Mumuendo to get your teeth into this fine spring day. I was at my Mum’s house for dinner last night and she very nearly made me lose my lunch.
Said to me, who was nearer the cooker than she was, because she was worried the dinner was about to burn: Continue reading
I was picking up a few BBQ bits and bobs at a local supermarket, one that is literally and metaphorically on the wrong side of the tracks from my house, and listening to the In Our Time podcast about Cogito Ergo Sum – it’s Latin for ‘I think therefore I am’ you fucking numpty. Continue reading