what's the difference between a woman and a terrorist?

See what I mean, now she's taking the piss!

Yes.. thats the problem Missi.. where was Huge.. our ex-leader.. when I was being shamelessly attacked?? Covering my back? Oh no Missus.. Gawping and drooling at Bin Lianadens frontal appendages.. oh yes Missus.. I think we should regroup round by the shanty yard and elect a new leader..

... and I did try ma best.. I mean I did try to counter attack with ma waggling tongue.. but she just brushed me away.. like a fly.. * He he boys.. got to humour them and let them think theyv won.. on to plan B.. theres more waggling to be savoured*

*sits up and starts to pay attention, the 'gets stuck' bit is particularly intriguing*

Admitting defeat then, you BLOKES? *waggles off*

It is worrying that this battle is being fought single handed by just one woman - however Liana is not exactly just any woman, the phrase "bit of a handfull" is a massive understatement. I regularly pray to every god in the Universe that I never get on the wrong side of Liana Mark

Bet there are plenty of blokes that'd like to get on ANY side of Liana. Eldest Sprog for one... *smirks*

*saunters in ... laughs derisively ... strolls out*

You men are bound to fail - as Janus has proved, all your decisions are made by your penises? Peni? You can't possibly hope to prevail over the ABCgrrrls!!!

pioden i can see all i need to see! My little friend says hello every morning as he stands there saluting like the proud little soldier that he is! Did you put your mobile under your boob as well. Do you carry the shopping like that?

Penis'?

the Polar Bear Wrench is obviously redundant ... *can emasculate with single waggle of left eyebrow*

No stupid ..... I rang my mobile and found it hiden under a pile of papers on the chair .... you haven't answer the first question what is the difference? from one Welsh person to another .... sut mae ? so you will dam well know that putting my "PEN" under my boob would be impossible When 'Pen' translated into English means 'head' ..... twp tut tut tut .....

Da iawn pioden diolch yn fawr. But i'm not twp1 at least I hope i'm not! come to think of it, i probably am stupid. Liana I thought everyone thought of us as sheep shaggers!

oh this just gets worse .... ok .... do I admit or do I ignore ..... I have a clip on my pen I clip it on my jumper... tee shirt what ever I'm wearing ..... waves hand in front of face to cause a cooling effect.... I can still put pen in between and ...... best not to go there ... starts to laugh ..... I have wondered why I get funny looks when I'm in the computer lab.... mind you it's one way of ensure I don't get it nicked ...... have to be a pretty smooth person to lift it from there without me noticing

dicks

pioden can you do that trick and keep your pen under your boob? Just a thought!

Croeso ...... You welcome Janus .... Huge ....... ahhh .... your not stupid ..... am feeling niceness seeping from my mind towards you ..... Liana's Welsh stereotyping is on another thread I think .... if the men are sheep shaggers then the women must be in your understanding ..... having the ability to put their heads under their boobs ...... as contortionist's extraordinare ..... still trying to work out how to carry my shopping ..... tried the pen thing but not telling ..... ha ha ha ha ha ha ha

Yes Ari.. but we always have the last waggle!

I can't keep up with you lot! I had a nice waggle this morning 1leg! I was thinking of Liana's sweet bottom at the time!!

You too? Huge Janus..

hey liana ... Boyz In Da Hood are doing our job for us ... we no longer need to put any effort into exposing them as fools ... they are SO good at showing themselves up ... *considers where else to channel talents*

*raises eyebrow in agreement.....*

not saying if I can or I can't janus ...... can you write using your toes?

*waggles non-existent bosom*

Well they say a waggle's as good as a rest! I'm just resting until the next waggle!!

So come on. No woosie whimpering, no 'does my bum look big in this?' and DEFINITELY no lipstick! The streets belong to us, not some group of Mike Tysons in frills!! They just have a massive case of penile envy!

Where can I buy a case?

I ask myself Huge, is this your first mistake?

*stands menacingly on the outSKIRTS, brandishing lippy and flick knife*

Could be his last. A pound to a penny that Huge is found face down in a dark alley, with a trail of pink fluffy slipper marks as the only clue to his demise.

*has come over all faint at the thought of piodens mammothery glands concealing pen..*

To right girls and striped of his shirt and pants left laying there with my black sexey bra, support stockings and a long stem red rose stuck where, come on any suggestions girls? also a great big spot light shining on him, then we will all go and get drunk.. Try and keep on your feet you lot.. Not funny enough for you, well did try, now dabbing her eyes with a rather large paper hankie....

Oh my ..... poor you ..... find pen and puts into teddy bear pencil pot on desk ..... is that better ? tut tut tut ....... have now lost my ...... oh there it is ..... anyone seen my mobile ?

So come on. lads let's take back the street. No woosie whimpering, no ;does my bum look big in this?' and definitely NO lipstick - well, not in public anyway! We can't give up our Hood to a group of Mike Tysons in frills. So come on 'Power to the Polar Bear Massive!' They're only suffering from penile envy, anyway!!

Sorry I forgot that I had sent this message! Still it doesn't hurt to say it twice!!

old age *nods knowingly and scarpers*

Bloody senile, if you ask me... *spits on knuckle dusters*

Liana I think you're just jealous! And the girls don't seem to have a lot to say. Have they got a polar bear stuck in the mouth?

Chance'd be a fine thing... *kicks Chant's granny gloomily*

Oh. go on then Huge, you silver tongued old devil you. There I am, sitting at the desk of normality, the mug of Horlixity steaming away at my side. I'm wearing the slippers of destiny which I got free from M&S before they got their credibility back. They were only free if you bought the dressing gown of early nights which I'd had my eye on for some time and was waiting for it in green. Anyway, I digress. There I am, all normal and innocent when suddenly I read a call to arms from a fellow fellow. One who has obviously seen his share of hardship in his many years and who can be looked upon, not as gang leader but as tribal elder. The wisdom that he emits seems to transcend the vast NO MAN'S LAND of political correctness and takes me right back to warring factions of infants fighting intergender wars. I'm riled and no ladytalk will get in my way, oh yes missy, oh indeedy young lady with the knife! Oh my god, I've become a man at last and I will die in the alleyways of tomorrow, the hairs on my chest wafting in the post horror calm but I'm gonna take as many of those bitch............. Oh, sorry Huge, Eastenders is on.

I'm happy to join in with the boys for the post-fight beer drinking. However, I refuse to play any competitive games ("I bet I can spit further than you can.") or talk about sport.

janus ..... more to the point can you see your toes?

Ohh it's just like West Side Story.

*bets she can spit further than Tom*

what was this about us Girls having little to say Janus .... what is it you wish to hear ..... puts cotton wool back into ear .... pulls hose up off floor and puts pilers back into belt hoop .... tries not to fall off stilettos and feels that I've let let the side down .... found a new one Liana its called "washing the car .... wet seat syndrome" ..... male occupation gone mad on a sunday ..... but monday morning ...... do I love it ..... especially when he stands up after driving the car .... it's amazing just how much water can get into the drivers side of car when the window was not closed properly..... of course it helps to have bottle of water ....... no that giving it away and making it far too easy .....

Don't they have women terrorists then?

pioden slips shoes off feet ..... and settles at her desk .... having spent the day working ...... pushes hair behind one ear ..... and puts pen down clevage so as not to lose it .... what this I read about waggleing bums and fingers ? sits up straight..... and tries not to spill glass of wine ..... as she craddles it in her long slim fingers ... the coolness of the red casting a mysterious glow to world as you look through it .... puts on the right kind of mood music and entices next door cat to climb in through window and sit on sill .... blows kiss at next door neighbour who blushes ..... smiles and turns back to key board battle of the sexes ...... huh ......

Mykle ..... I'm trying .... just wish I could remember how to walk in these dame shoes ... oh s od it kicks them off ..... and sends next doors cat off in a huff ...

Come on boys you're letting the side down. we don't have to talk sport, we can talk babes and....brains if you want. I just like annoying the girls so we can talk about just about anything really!!