Comments on: Pamela Anderson And Michael Jackson Make A Date For Mammy

By: dairy

dairy — Wed, 03 Sep 2008 10:13:36 +0000

hah! - so you didn’t look at the face then…?? oops, a bit stereotypical there RBN…!!

By: randie-by-name

randie-by-name — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 18:08:40 +0000

should it disturb me that I knew they were Pammy’s boobs before I noticed the rest of the pic and article?

By: chenier

chenier — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 15:53:55 +0000

Upon mature reflection, I think you should leave.

Hastily.

You are in really, really, deep doodoo.

You’ve pissed off the cat…

By: magnetite

magnetite — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 15:49:20 +0000

No, I missed again. That was the urn with her mum’s ashes in it. I’m really for it now, and I’m running out of bullets. I wonder if she’ll pop to the shops for some? We need cat litter as well judging by how quickly Tibsy just utilised the mother-in-law.

By: chenier

chenier — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 15:37:35 +0000

Hello!

The b*st*rd.

He could at least have mentioned that he was married to Sarah Palin…

By: magnetite

magnetite — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 15:32:39 +0000

Okay. I missed with the first shot anyway. There’s a massive hole in the wall. The wife’s going to kill me. Oh.

By: chenier

chenier — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 15:18:35 +0000

It’s on Youtube.

Horror of horrors.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=1KEMMfV5-Qg

Pass me the revolver, will you?

By: magnetite

magnetite — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 15:06:28 +0000

I will return as a gestalt entity of he and Chris Waddle during the Diamond Lights era. An era suspiciously absent from both their Wikipedia entries. I will stalk the lands, eight limbed and twice the size, looking for public statues to mate with. My song will shake the land.

By: chenier

chenier — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 14:43:12 +0000

As long as you promise you are not Glen Hoddle; he keeps getting born again and it really buggers up the timelines…

By: magnetite

magnetite — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 14:35:49 +0000

You know when you’re drunkenly arguing with a total stranger five times the size of you, and he says “I’m your worst nightmare.” and you say “What, a nun made out of spiders and knives?’ and then he hits you with a jukebox?

Now you can say “What, this picture I saw on Anorak of a terrifying fusion of MJ and Pammy?” before he hits you with a jukebox.

I even tried putting my hand over the top half, but it didn’t help. Fetch me my service revolver dear, and tell the children to play in the garden. I don’t want them to hear the shot.

By: chenier

chenier — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 14:26:05 +0000

Pammy will be wearing cutoffs!

Wonder if her poker has improved?

By: dairy

dairy — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 14:24:04 +0000

…for which one…?

By: chenier

chenier — Tue, 02 Sep 2008 13:54:46 +0000

And they have the wedding dress already picked out…