This is your thread for ranting.

But keep that ranting withing the letter of the AUP.

So, no slagging off your fellow posters; no content that wouldn't pass the watershed test and no libel.

Have fun.

by heck ... a voice from the interesting past

Welcome Back
how's the other half , the Tiger

Britain is better outside the EU.

When will I get a pay-rise? Told by the paper this morning I've got 1%: not in 3 years, reporter!

Black Lace should open for the Leed's game.

Vote Trump.

I can see clearly now, the rain is gone
I can see all obstacles in my way
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind
It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright)
Sun shiny day

I think I can make it now, the pain is gone
All of the bad feelings have disappeared
Here is the rainbow I've been prayin' for
It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright)
Sun shiny day

Look all around, there's nothin' but blue skies
Look straight ahead, nothin' but blue skies

I can see clearly now, the rain is gone
I can see all obstacles in my way
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind
It's gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright)
Sun shiny day

On April fool's people are tricked into believing things aren't true, which actually makes it a religious holiday.

Oh No its Not.

The ultimate conspiracy theory.

The world is round!

rlAll My Life's A Circlerl
Sunrise and sundown;
Moon rolls thru the nighttime;
Till the daybreak comes around.

All my life's a circle;
But I can't tell you why;
Season's spinning round again;
The years keep rollin' by.

It seems like I've been here before;
I can't remember when;
But I have this funny feeling;
That we'll all be together again.

No straight lines make up my life;
And all my roads have bends;
There's no clear-cut beginnings;
And so far no dead-ends.

Chorus:
I found you a thousand times;
I guess you done the same;
But then we lose each other;
It's like a children's game;

As I find you here again;
A thought runs through my mind;
Our love is like a circle;
Let's go 'round one more time

It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under
It's like a jungle sometimes, it makes me wonder how I keep from goin' under

Broken glass everywhere
People in' on the stairs, you know they just don't care
I can't take the smell, can't take the noise
Got no money to move out, I guess I got no choice
Rats in the front room, roaches in the back
Junkies in the alley with a baseball bat
I tried to get away but I couldn't get far
'Cause a man with a tow truck repossessed my car

Don't push me 'cause I'm close to the edge

B0ll0x it was flat after allllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllllll

If you say 'space ghetto' in America it sounds like 'spice girls' in Scottish.

Sad news.

Ken Dodds Dads dog's dead.