Vex Can't Spit

Poor Vex






He can't spit.






He lacks saliva






That is why he is Molsr.






It's a medical condition.






For people who can't spit.

War on Chicken Shops

It's a lot cheaper than declaring war on Afghanistan.






And you get a free lemon scented wipe.

Bereft!!!

Just that one addition.






Just one letter e.






And...






The magic has gone.






Bring back the 26 story tower.

Story Tower

How magical an apartment block made up of 26 stories.






I wonder if they read them at bedtime.

London Pleasure Gardens II

I am certainly not going swimming or diving.






I am not scared of death by freezing water.






I am scared my fireworks will get wet.






I need them for my samurai sword skills demonstration.

London Pleasure Gardens

You really aren't going to enjoy yourself if you are a glue sniffing, kite flyer with a pet chihuahua, a packed lunch in a clip container and a calor gas BBQ, who was going to give a Powerpoint lecture on acids, highlighting key facts with your laser pointer followed by a display of your samurai sword skills to a spectacular background of fireworks and fire lanterns.

No.

You really aren't going to enjoy yourself at all.

Olympic Aftermath

They put this in front of the old Stratford Town Centre.






They did it to hide it from all the visitors to the Olympics.






Poor, unloved Stratford.






Peek-A-Boo!!!

Ghostly Feet

Plain Weird

There are no two ways about it.






This is just plain weird.

Mac Repair

I took my raincoat in to get repaired.






He told me...






That it would be £10 and ready in 2 days.






He did a lovely job.






He also told me...






That he got hacked off with people wanting their computers mended.

Moving Gates Can Kill

They hide






They pounce






They kill!!!

Residual Waste

I'd hate to be the waste that's left behind.






The Johnny no mates of waste.






Please, love me.

Coldest Drinks in England

Personal I prefer my latte hot.

Niche Market

It's for gamblers who have a fear of wide open spaces.

Diversion Ends

Awww!!!






I was enjoying the pretty shapes.

Baby Doll Bling

If they don't like it they'll bin it.

Mysteries

Loch Ness Monster,






That's a mystery.






Lord Lucan,






Whatever happened to him?






Crop circles,






That's definitely a mystery...

And who took the plants?






Who took the fucking plants?






Is anyone out there?






Leave us alone.

Sticking it to the Man

He certainly doesn't mince his words.

Bin of the Month - September 2012

June, the first of our bins of the month, has expressionistic overtones, reminiscent of Tretchikoff's Chinese Girl. Revel, bin connoisseur in the way the red of the hair juxtaposes those luscious lips. The pallor of the skin and the way the eyes stare blankly. Blankly but knowingly, as if the flame-haired women has seen it all before. This bin evokes longing. What has this bin seen? And why Lewisham? Why not Southwark or Lambeth? What is significant about Lewisham? What is going through your mind as you rest your head thoughtfully on your hands? Is it me you want, or is it something else? The way the eye's bore through you, as if they can see into the core of my being. Is she judging me? Does she find me wanting?






What do you want?






What do you want Bitch!!!

Bin of the Month

The Op Art bin.

Para-Jeans

They would never fit me.






My legs can't bend that way.

Today and Everyday

It's the inevitableness of it all that depresses me.

Exceptionally Closed

Danger!!!

No Shit!!!

Correct.






Window






Next week






Door

Toilets

Toilets






Wheelchair access






Baby changing facilities






Men






Headless women!!!

Surprise!!!

Aha!!!

Taekwondo Kids

Personally I find that the discipline issue can be solved by some wax crayons shoved up the arse with the immediate application of a blow torch.






I suspect the lad on the left has benefited from this approach.






Don't worry, may not be as much fun to play with...






But, you can always use him as a towel rail.

Fascist Bastards!!!

DON'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO!!!






I'LL LEAN AGAINST ANY GUARD RAIL I WANT!!!






WHEN I WANT AND WHEREVER I WANT!!!






AND SAYING PLEASE DOESN'T MAKE IT ANY BETTER!!!






INTERNATIONAL OLYMPIC COMMITTEE FUCKERS!!!






It should have been in French first anyway.






s'il vous plaît ne pas s'appuyer contre la rambarde.






Baiseur vous!!!

Do Not Drink!!!

Treat Kiosk

If you ask them nicely...






They will give you a biscuit.






And tickle your tum.