Happy Birthday EvilBastard!
Posted: 14 May 2020, 00:41
have a wicked day sir! with many happy returns! 
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Posted: 14 May 2020, 02:25
Hope your day is filled with proper biscuit dunking and tea slurping etiquette.
Posted: 14 May 2020, 08:46
Happy B-Day 
Cake, biscuits, beer! Wish you the best of them
Cake, biscuits, beer! Wish you the best of them
Posted: 14 May 2020, 08:53
I hope F.U.C.T. is having a party for you. With a ginormous biscuit cake
Posted: 14 May 2020, 09:11
Happy Birthday !!! ... ...
...Posted: 14 May 2020, 11:19
Happy birthday - hope it's a good one 
Posted: 14 May 2020, 11:36
Posted: 14 May 2020, 12:44
Bestest Biscuit Birthday ever to you!
Re: Happy Birthday EvilBastard!
Posted: 14 Jul 2020, 05:25
Well bloody 'ell - I turn my back for 5 minutes to put the kettle on and you people go all Rev 2.0 on the website!
Despite best efforts I have managed to avoid dating Ms. Covid (she's a bit young for me, mind) although the concomitant social distancing and isolation has given me a fabulous prison pallour and a waistline with an increased BPD capacity (Biscuits Per Day, obviously). On the plus side work has decided that we can all work from home until [checks notes] January 2021, which should give my quarantine beard enough time to go full Yosemite Sam (because what I lack in ambition for myself I make up for in ambitious face-fungus). There's also the possibility that my trip to Pakistan might actually happen in December, a trip oop noorth to visit the Kalash people and participate in their midwinter festival, during which I'm told the menfolk must engage in a purification ritual involving standing under a suspended goat while it has its throat slit so that one is bathed in its blood. Fortunately the Kalash are not muslim, which means that plenty of local wine will be on offer, while singing and dancing is positively encouraged. I may be prevailed upon to regale the assembled multitudes with renditions of Jerusalem and I Vow To Thee My Country - I don't necessarily agree with the sentiments of the latter, but it's a damn fine choon that stirs the cockles of anyone who may be "tired and emotional".
Despite best efforts I have managed to avoid dating Ms. Covid (she's a bit young for me, mind) although the concomitant social distancing and isolation has given me a fabulous prison pallour and a waistline with an increased BPD capacity (Biscuits Per Day, obviously). On the plus side work has decided that we can all work from home until [checks notes] January 2021, which should give my quarantine beard enough time to go full Yosemite Sam (because what I lack in ambition for myself I make up for in ambitious face-fungus). There's also the possibility that my trip to Pakistan might actually happen in December, a trip oop noorth to visit the Kalash people and participate in their midwinter festival, during which I'm told the menfolk must engage in a purification ritual involving standing under a suspended goat while it has its throat slit so that one is bathed in its blood. Fortunately the Kalash are not muslim, which means that plenty of local wine will be on offer, while singing and dancing is positively encouraged. I may be prevailed upon to regale the assembled multitudes with renditions of Jerusalem and I Vow To Thee My Country - I don't necessarily agree with the sentiments of the latter, but it's a damn fine choon that stirs the cockles of anyone who may be "tired and emotional".