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Maggs, you know I,m no snitch, BUT!, it was Holden himself what wrote it!!
you see he is an attention seeker, he cant help it bless him, it,s a condition (Imlovingmeitus) a terrible condition in which the sufferer abuses himself both physically, and in print, he is to be pittied, not punished (although a slap may help him) last week he wrote "Holden MacGroyn is a fudge packing bunny boiler, on the science lab blackboard!, then proceeded to burn his gonads with a bunson burner, I rescued him and took him for therapy!................it didn,t work, as Jesus once said! " forgive them for they are fudge packers, and know no better innit" some camamile tea, and lavender on his pillow might help.

hope this clears things up!

I'm gone for just a few short days and all bollocks breaks loose.
Now I'm wondering if someone actually did write that and the fine Mods deleted the post, or if Maggers is just bored and looking to pick on me.
S'not my fault that I have massive mellons that put LDM's to shame.

It's just cos you want to feel them up as it's the closest you'll ever get to a pair of tits Maggers.
Anyway, I'm not fat, it's cake retention. And I'm not ginger, I'm auburn. And I'm not 31 stone, I'm somethingly challenged. And I'm not a 4 eyed speccy twat, I'm visually impaired.


Now tell me, did you just make it up or is someone picking on me.
Cos I'll get my dad and he used to be a wrestlert...actually that was my mum.

Magoo, stop making Holden paranoid, you body fascist! Some of us are of the slightly larger variety, and if we can ever stay out of the cake shop long enough we'll ambush you.

Holden wrote-: "I'm gone for just a few short days " that,ll be the special offer short break at the 'priory' then eh Holders? 3 nights for 2 eh! I tried that meself, didn,t work!, thats why I,m back posting on here, or have you really been for 3 days extreme biking in Milton Keynes............

Both.
I was extreme biking in the Priory.
It's a new wing for people with my problem.
When I say wing, I mean unit and when I say Priory, I really mean Claybury Mental Institute.
You don't half get some distance when you lock your brakes on those polished floors.

Reg, the guy who thinks he's Napolean and shared the same ward as several other nameless members of the board says "Hello Liz" and can he have Carol's socks please.

Cooool!, the CMI eh!, I know what you mean, I used to polish those floors for years until I wore them out (extreme polishing), ....we interupt this post to......look at the sky weather girl, fit as fuck, with a slight irish brouge or is it a (sandal), anyway! did you meet that guy in there that sells whitewash any colour on camden market, and tells everyone he,s william hauges mother?

No, but I did meet William Hagues mother.
She still can't understand what the ffuck ffion saw in her ugly stumpy troglodyte looking halfwit slack jawed balding turd of a son.
I simply looked at her without saying a word until finally, I slapped her as hard as I could.
It was a Terrence & Philip moment a la South Park: The Movie.
She said thankyou and the carried on breakdancing and bodypopping.



...this could quite easily turn into a monodirge novel.