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That will be a good buy I think, if I was staying here permanently I'd buy it.

I've seen this email before and thought he was an idiot but I read his book and he claims at the end a lot of this is not true. I must admit I thought his book was very candid and a good read. I read it in 5 days which is unusual for me reading a 400 plus pages book that quick. He was a talented footballer who let it go to his head and was easily led into doing some things he'd rather forget about but still had a ball doing them. I think the press led him on as well, always expecting him to do something daft and he rarely disappointed.

I thought the punchline would be ''he plays football for Rangers but I was wrong'' only a joke not to be taken seriously.

I'll be getting in to Pattaya on the 23rd, I've got one of the cards already. Never been to TQ2 before but I'll visit and have a drink and a yarn with Alf who I met in Sydney a couple of times. Looking forward to it.

I came out of the markets one day and there was a beggar who was just an upper torso, looked like he was standing in a hole. I gave him some baht and then as I was walking towards 2nd road I saw this young girl, couldn't have been more than 15yo. She looked as if someone had thrown a bucket of acid over her, skin all burnt red. I felt terrible for the rest of that day. Don't be discouraged from giving these people money, they need it.

The Englishman's wife steps up to the first tee and, as she bends over to place her ball, a gust of wind blows her skirt up and reveals her lack of underwear. "Good God, woman! Why aren't you wearing any knickers?" her husband demanded. "Well, you don't give me enough housekeeping money to afford any," she replied. The Englishman immediately reaches into his pocket and says, “For the sake of decency, here's 50 Pounds. Go and buy yourself some underwear." Next, the Irishman's wife bends over to set her ball on the tee. Her skirt also blows up to show that she is wearing no undies. "Blessed Virgin Mary, woman! You've no knickers. Why not?" She replies, "I can't afford any on the money you give me." He reaches into his pocket and says, "For the love o' Jasus, here's 20 Pounds. Go and buy yourself some underwear!" Lastly, the Scotsman's wife bends over. The wind also takes her skirt over her head to reveal that she, too is naked under it. "Jesus Christ, Maggie! Where the fuck's yur drawers?" She too explains, "You don't gie me enough money tae be able tae afford any." The Scotsman reaches into his pocket and says, "Well, fur the love 'o Jasus, 'n the sake o' decency, here's a comb. Tidy yerself up a bit."

>Subject: Alternative Bohemian Rhapsody > > > > > >Bohemian Rhapsody - Glasgow Version > > > >Is this the real life, is it the methodone? > >Stuck in the Gorbals, two bob fur the telephone? > >Open yer wine an talk wi a whine like me. > >Um just a weeji, gie us yer Sunny D. > >Cos I ' ll chib yer pal, rip yer Da; slash yer dug, ride yer ma! > >Any way the Clyde flows Disnae really mater tae me......tae me. > > > >Haw Maw, just chibbed some bam, > >Buckie bottle tae the heid, > >An noo the f*ckers deid! > >Haw Maw, Um just oan parole, > >An noo a`m headin back tae Barlineeeee.... > > > >Haw Maw, ooh oohooh ooh, > >Never meant tae steal yer purse, > >But if um no fu 'o' smack this time the morra. > >Carry oot, carry oot! > >An we'll go oot oan the batter! > > > >Too late, noo the bailiff 's here, > >Sends shivers doon ma spine, > >Gubbed 10 jellies just in time. > >Goodbye aw ma muckers, a`ve got tae go, > >Got tae go and rip some a*** fae up the scheme. > >Haw Maw, ooh oohooh ooh > >Am a jakey bam, I sometimes think a`ve never been washed at all. > > > >A see a little silhouetto of a bam, > >Adidas! Adidas! Can ye get us a kerry oot? > >Thunderbird, White Lightning, very very frightning ti me! > >Twenty Mayfair, > >Twenty Mayfair, Twenty Mayfair and some skins, > >Magnifico oh oh oh oh! > > > >A`m just a fat boy, nae body loves me, > >He`s jist a fat boy fae a fat family! > >Spare us a pound fur a wee cup o tea? > >Get tae f*ck, skanky slob, will ye get a job? > >Fur f*cksake, No! A will no get a job! - Get a job! > >Fur f*cksake, No! A will no get a job! - Get a job! > >For f*cksake, Will you get a job? > >Get a job! No! Will no get a job, > >get a job! Will no get a job, get a job! > >No, no, no, no, no, no, no..... > > > >Oh gonorrhoea! gonorrhoea! gonorrhoea and the clap! > >Then doon the pub, has the barman put aside for me? > >For me, for meeeee!? > > > >So yi think yi can slash me and pish in ma eye? > >So yi think yi can chib me an leave me to die? > >Haw bawbag, can`t dae this tae me bawbag! > >Just wait till am oot, just wait till am right oot ma nut! > > > >F*ck all really matters, Any one can see, > >F*ck all really matters, f*ck all really matters ti me! > >Any way the Clyde flows.... > > > > >

I've got the Glasgow version somewhere. I'll look for it.

Mark, that's not funny. Have you been to Bangkok yet on your trip?

I took 2000 Benson & Hedges the last time I went from Bangkok to Glasgow.

I've read the book, not too bad. Passed the time on the train. Maybe bullshit in some peoples opinion but when your not in Pattaya anything involving sex and bars in Pattaya is interesting.

Thanks for your help, wacmedia, that will help me a lot.

I've been fiddling about with computers for almost 10 years now but I've never formatted one yet, I've been asked to format someones computer and would like to ask anyone here if they have any advice about formatting please?