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| British Bulldog VS. Mr T |
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| Mr T takes out some innocent bystanders with his trusty 9 milimetre to clear the way for his van (which is helluva fast by all accounts) Mr T: Move yo asses suckahs!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!....I gots ta be gittin down to the jailhouse to show Davey Boy Smith some 80's style justice! |
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| (Meanwhile down at the county lock up Davey is having trouble fitting in with his cellmates) Bulldog: What are ya laughing at?....only tough guys wear tights and capes....(Daveys cell mate Bubba takes a fancy to the Manchester man)....Oi!....get your hands off me you!...........Oh I'm not cut out for jail ...I'm too pretty! |
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| ((Ex snooker professional Willie Thorne hatches an evil plan to turn all youth centres into snooker clubs and thereby stopping the supply of milk to the kids) Willie Thorne: Well of course I could have won the title on many occasions but I felt my career needed to take a different direction Stephen Hendry:Maybe you just werent good enough Willie Thorne: Silence!......Now have you drugged Mr T like I told you and bailed Davey Boy out of prison? Stephen Hendry: Yes Lord Thorne Willie Thorne: Excellent my plan for world domination is coming together nicely...now as I was saying I had just screwed of a loose red and I was on the black in among the pack with a 50 plus break on.I saw Ronnie O Sullivan looking a bit worried so I decided to let him off and missed an easy pot to the right corner Stephen Hendry: But..? Willie Thorne: Silence!...(Willie takes his cue to Stephen Hendry leaving the worlds number 5 in a bloody mess) |