now that you are a full time poker professional , arent you supposed to be.....................................PLAYING POKER !!!!!!!!

bout time you updated your blog snoops...........get to work.

thats a doctored picture..........you have never had 12 thousand chips in your life dewi !

Snoop, I've just had a word with my daughter re your application (showed her your pic) She asked what you do, I told her you play poker she said " When he wins the world series, tell him to give me a ring"

Mrs Red says "I'll have him"

Do you have any other good looking relatives? cousins, nieces, etc.

I'm not fussy.

Well theres my uncle Billy, He's not picky

thanks red........just spilt my coffee  !!!!!

Micky Wernick is very very low.

are you heightist  ?

any chance you can get some pictures of dena.....we dont seem to have had any...........

goooooooooooo foxyyyyyyyyyyyyy


great work snoops..........you wearing that brown shirt again?   it would look better with one of roberts jumpers

i was in my hotel in luton and thought a bomnb had gone off....the whole building shook

afternoon all ... im safely back in cold Colchester ... managed to just get to tesco before they closed ...PIE is in the oven

ooooooooooooaaaaaaaaaaaaarrrrrrrrrrrrrrrr   kiv

chicken and mushroom ?

good luck to all still in today.........good to meet so many blondes...........nice to eventually meet tikay (not quite as old as i anticipated ).........it was emotional....superb updates as per usual..........

what is this "work" thing you keep going on about trace ?
 

im twisted and torn
never felt pain like this
since i was born
just want to see you smile
hold you, kiss you , love you
what is my life without you
empty like my past
just open your window in the morning
and hear the sound of my breaking heart

in the darkness
of my lonely room
imagination playing tricks
with my mind
im wondering who youre with
what can i do
to win you back
listen in the crowded room
and hear the sound of my breaking heart

why is it princesses
always break your heart
the ones you love
always depart
where is the light
at the end of the tunnel
or is it darkness forever

lie back in your bed at night
and hear the sound of my breaking heart

a life without love
is a life full of pain
the tears i cry youll never see
i keep my sadness deep inside of me
everybody thinks im fine
that im over you
hear the sound of my breaking heart
take away this hurt
this never ending sadness
just give me a call
help me out of this madness

hear the sound of my breaking heart
hear the sound of my breaking heart

_________________________________________________________________


i wish we could go back
to our youth
the age of innocence

to those dance crazy
amphetamine fuelled
saturdays

spinning and turning
to the latest
northern imports

it was all so easy then
the world was our oyster

then you married
raised a family
moved away
became respectable

but now youre back
where you belong
home again

the hearse departs
and the tears dry
one by one
the stars flicker and die

dont ask how he died
all we need to know
is how he lived

i will remember
goodnight
my friend

 

them crusty boogies that take forever to force out of the nostril, and when they do finally appear , they have about twenty hairs attached      ouch!

ROFPMSL