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GREAT LINES
"I can't help what you think" Richard Burton's character to his 'love interest' character's (Mary Ure) "I thought you loved me", In the film "Where Eagles Dare"
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GREAT LINES
"I thought I saw light at the end of the tunnel - until I realised it was someone shining a torch!"
Anon.
GREAT LINES
"With every bullet so far"
Al Bunday's response to Peggy's 'hi Al did you miss me'.
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GREAT LINES
"You're an idiot"
Me to anyone who deserves it. This like the 'fuck' of great lines. It can display a range of emotion.
HOUSE OF MUTTERS INC.
A blog where you can say your piece without fear of sanctimonious judgement or dismissal. Please. Come in. Have a look and feel free to add any comments you may have.This is the place for you to tell it like it is; not how the PC bleeding hearts want it to be. And we've added another dimension to our 'corner of truth' - an agony uncle. Tell him your concerns, he's here to help.
About Me
- mutters
- ME?...I COULDN'T GIVE A TOSS. YOU'LL HEAR IT LIKE IT IS, RIGHT HERE! I'VE BEEN TOLD I'VE AN ATTITUDE PROBLEM. AAARGH!! YOU AIN'T SEEN NOTHIN YET. READ ON. HEH HEH!
MUTTARS.COM
Interspersed throughout the blog will be items for sale. Like a perpetual garage sale if y'like. Browse away and feel free to ask any questions.
Actually, I've decided to operate a barter system; anything you don't want or need anymore? Whip it on here and barter it for somethin else you might like.
Like Swap Shop! Ho ho - only those from the UK and my vintage will remember that.
For sale
Set of race leathers. Offers received
For sale
Skydiving altimeter
Links
This chopper isn't for sale I'm afraid; I loaned it to the US navy and they kept it.
My houseguest just popping round for dinner
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- Somebody help me - I can't stop hoho!
- ANSWERS ON A POSTCARD...
- Mutley and his brother pissed off at 930 this morn...
- EXPERIMENT
- Righto, I'm back. It's 3:35 - in the AM, to...
- SCREAMER MONKEY V'S KID
- I'm in a rambling mood all of a sudden; don't know...
- NEW HOME FOR MUTTARS...?
- Such a cutie; there's a girl in my supermarket loo...
- MUTTARS DAY
- FURTHER TO BELOW'S POST...November the 18th has be...
- I was flicking through the daily rag yesterday and...
- MY BOYS, MUTLEY AND SCOOB, LIVIN IT UP.
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- I FULLY REALISE THIS HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH MUCH B...
- THE 'FALLOUT' AS IT WERE
- WHAT'S WRONG WITH THIS PICTURE
- DOUBLE OOPS - WITH A CHERRY ON TOP
- ENDGAME
- A writer for the Daily Rag by the name of Anita Qu...
- MOTOR SHOW
- Driving up into the mountain in my trusty ute ...
- AND THIS WOULD BE WHY
- AND THIS TOO (AHHH - THERE'S MY TOOTHBRUS...
- ANOTHER DAY - ANOTHER PRANG
- OOPS-A-DAISY #2. THE OTHER COMPETITOR IN THIS D...
- NOBEL OUTRAGE
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Well, you've now reached the bottom of the page. Well done. Have we inspired you to respond with your own particular assertions? We await with interest, your observations and comments.
But before you move on to the next page...
Check out this slab of pectoral muscle!
And, well, what can I say? Speaks for itself really!
THE GROWLER
2 comments:
Ummmmm...
Hmmmmm, indeed - your articulation knows no bounds, Morgy.
:)
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