goldfinger
- 09 Jun 2005 12:25
Thought Id start this one going because its rather dead on this board at the moment and I suppose all my usual muckers are either at the Stella tennis event watching Dim Tim (lose again) or at Henly Regatta eating cucumber sandwiches (they wish,...NOT).
Anyway please feel free to just talk to yourself blast away and let it go on any company or subject you wish. Just wish Id thought of this one before.
cheers GF.
hewittalan6
- 26 Oct 2005 10:59
- 1862 of 81564
Quick update for those of you that followed my tip and invested in KRAP for the kosher bacon warehouse. Planning permission has been denied. But there is some really good news.
As the CEO was leaving his country mansion just outside Henley, he noticed a large patch of oil on his gravel driveway, just where he parks one of his Bentleys. Thats right. We've struck oil!!! Theres so much of the stuff its seeping to the surface in an almost refined state!!
The CEO is such a warm hearted individual that he has offered to sell the drilling rights to all 46 acres of his land (not the freehold, obviously) for a paltry 200million.
This will, of course, require further funding from the shareholders, by way of a cash call, but that is a massive reserve. How can we lose?
A test bore will be sunk shortly, and a drill had been ordered from B&Q, who say they have loads of Black and Deckers in stock for immediate delivery, but we may have to wait a few days for the long drill bits.
Who cares??? We're in the money!!!
alan
jimmy b
- 26 Oct 2005 12:05
- 1863 of 81564
I'm definitely in on this Al ,take it he will have to move home when drilling starts ,maybe Monaco ?
bosley
- 26 Oct 2005 13:11
- 1864 of 81564
alan , i am not looking to discredit you or anything, but , so far there have been no rns' from KRAP, and yet you seem to be remarkably well informed. this morning i did some digging around company house looking at KRAP accounts filed earlier this year and, lo and behold, the ceo's name is one a. hewitt, and the finance director a mrs h. hewitt. please, please tell us that this is an amazing coincidence.
chocolat
- 26 Oct 2005 13:15
- 1865 of 81564
What's more, PM1 hasn't got in on the act.
jimmy b
- 26 Oct 2005 13:25
- 1866 of 81564
That's it then i'm defiitely in ,this is a multi bagger !!
bosley
- 26 Oct 2005 14:10
- 1867 of 81564
how bloody dull can it get????
just cos i'm bored.
namreh3
- 26 Oct 2005 14:17
- 1868 of 81564
If you were of an engineering bent Bos, you should be 'punched' in addition to being 'bored' Still that is preferable to being screwed (over, that is)
Nam.
namreh3
- 26 Oct 2005 14:18
- 1869 of 81564
ps a little waxing just behind the ears might not go amiss.
Nam
bosley
- 26 Oct 2005 14:23
- 1870 of 81564
oi!! namreh!!! who the f**k are you calling bent?
namreh3
- 26 Oct 2005 14:31
- 1871 of 81564
Soooooo aggressive Bos. Sorry, should have used the word 'bias' instead for all the literati out there.
No offence Bos, none taken either.
Nam
namreh3
- 26 Oct 2005 14:34
- 1872 of 81564
ps I appreciate the gentle word play. Class.
Nam
chocolat
- 26 Oct 2005 15:30
- 1874 of 81564
Blimey, who mentioned terminals then.
Got blockloads here.
loadsadosh
- 26 Oct 2005 15:38
- 1875 of 81564
Is that final then
loadsa
bhunt1910
- 26 Oct 2005 15:44
- 1876 of 81564
Tony Blair started jogging near his home at Chequers.
Every day, he'd jog past a hooker standing on the same street corner.
He learned to brace himself as he approached her for what was almost certain
to follow.
"Fifty pounds!" she'd shout from the kerb.
"No! Five pounds!" Tony would fire back.
This ritual between Tony and the hooker became a daily occurrence. He'd run
by and she'd yell, "Fifty pounds!" He'd yell back, "Five pounds!"
One day, Cherie decided that she wanted to accompany her husband on his
jog.
As the jogging couple neared the working woman's street corner, Tony
realised she'd bark her 50 offer and Cherie would wonder what he'd really
been doing on all his past outings.
He figured he'd better have a darn good explanation for the 'Boss'.
As they jogged into the turn that would take them past the corner, Tony
became even more apprehensive than usual.
Sure enough, there was the hooker. Tony tried to avoid the prostitute's
eyes as she watched the pair jog past.
Then, from the pavement, the hooker yelled, "See what you get for five
quid?!"
bhunt1910
- 26 Oct 2005 16:39
- 1879 of 81564
A man, his wife, and mother-in-law went on vacation to Jerusalem.
While they were there the mother-in-law passed away.
The undertaker told them,
"You can have her shipped home for $5,000,
or you can bury her here in the Holy Land for $150.
The man thought about it and told him he would just have her shipped
home.
The undertaker asked, "Why would you spend $5,000 to ship your
mother-in-law home,
when it would be wonderful to be buried here and you would spend only
$150.
The man replied, "Long ago a man died here, was buried here,
and three days later he rose from the dead.
I just can't take that chance."
jimmy b
- 26 Oct 2005 16:47
- 1880 of 81564
Brilliant bhunt !!
hewittalan6
- 26 Oct 2005 17:24
- 1881 of 81564
Jimmy,
The wife has pointed out that last time she looked, you were second in the investors league, and now she can't find you in the top 250.
I told her that there was no way things could go that wrong for you and that you must have resigned from the game to give the rest of us a chance.
That's right, isn't it Jimmy?
Alan