Duncs has kindly offered a HUGE prize for the best guess ;-)
Posted on October 7, 2011 at 10:22 am in Uncategorized | RSS feed
It’s bloody disgusting, that’s what it is – and I claim Duncan’s 1p!
Obvious really. It’s a photo of Julie’s invisible boyfriend.
Yes, allesklar, I can see it now!
I thought it was made of wood, but it’s actually foam rubber, finished to resemble wood!
ratty you are quite quite write to smell a rat. The prize may well be HUGE, but who pays the postage??
It even looks smelly
a work of fart?
Lady Gaga’s seat?
Could be Kim Jong Il’s face mask….he’s quite a dick!
Well I guess it could even be one of those heart-lung models, pinched from out the back of Christian Barnard’s place? (Eh? Julie?)
No but seriously, sorry for asking but
Is it made from what it looks like it’s made from…
…maybe sanded down to a smooth finish after letting it dry out a bit?
Built for comfort? Maybe, but the wood up your crack defeats the purpose.
Ancient wooden dinner plate, with special compartment for meat ‘n’ two veg.
Ha! Ha! Ha!
Plenty of room for the gravy.
A sit down urinator or bum chair.
Scotsman’s bar stool, with specially designed wedge to keep his wallet shoved firmly up his arse, where no English bastard is likely to go looking for it.
I’ve seen this – when I was taken on a tour of Eton School by an OB with whom I used to work.
They call it ‘The Mercy Seat’, and it is kept in the walk-in refrigerator in the kitchen, for the occasions when over-enthusiastic thrashing, and/or sexual abuse, has resulted in an abnormal haematoma count in the gluteus maximus, perineal and scrotal areas.
Apparently, the last person to need it was
Well, come on pj. Don’t leave us hanging like that . . !
I couldn’t possibly say, but he is a prominent politician who went to Eton….
Well, shit…that narrows it down to 50 or so.
NO ! – You can’t mean . . . No, you can’t . . . can you?
Yes, it’s him.
Someone has balls of steel :(
How about: “Julie was here” ?
OI!! I don’t have balls!
No, but you do talk it.
It’s called “The Seat of Turin.”
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