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He tells: Two pals are having a get together after a few years. George is telling Tim how he has just bought a new plane, a nice orange one. He asks Tim if he would like to go for a wee flight. Tim says "errr yer sure" extremely anxiously. So up they go and George begins putting it through its paces, a few twists and a few dips and dives. George is happily telling Tim how great it is in the summer to go flyin, "It's so nice when you're up here in these UGHahhhh!". Tim looks over and see's George's head drooped over the controls. He starts prodding him, "Oh come on mate, enoughs enough, stop takin the piss!" Tim is shit scared, he starts pressing all these buttons while the plane plummets. He finds one and a voice comes on "Ground Control, report in over" Tim clicks the intercom button "Er Ground Control?! Err listen, me mate and i were havin a wee fly and I think he's just died! I donno how ye get down and I think we're upside down!" Ground Control comes back on, "Oh? What makes you say that?" Tim jumps back on the radio, "Because the shits comin out me collar!" ****ing brilliant story, Billy obviously tells it much more emphatically than I but the whole point was it's easy to crap your pants when you're plummeting to the ground.
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Right you lot, shut it. Strewth Fowler my son, all looks a bit pear-shaped round here or what. The govenor's talking, Saturday's game, very dodgy, very naughty, could go a little pear-shaped. If there's a rough things might be well iffy. These faces are a little bit hard, know what I mean, a little bit of oof, have some of that my son, bosh, sorted, ta ta, got me, so be clever. Good, now shut it!
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