The gays of rugby:


The gays of tennis:


And of course the classic Margarida, helped along with a little Strauss. (Though actually a 'fake', he copied his style from a few real refs, including one who died of aids.)

The Ref always manages to bring a smile to my face

Not sure about the subject line for this thread though...

Hehe, feel free to edit. The only PC I understand is called Plod.

I have often spoken to pc plod and been unable to understand him until I awoke in his cold little room with a locked door the next morning.A cold xmas morning thinking of what to say to the wife was a particularly unfunny event in my life
Brings a whole new meaning to the oh shit wonder what I did last night while you is plucking up the courage to shout the twats in to see if your allowed home

In my case they're all bloody members of the family - the brother, the cousin, the tenant in the garret flat next door.

And which merry christmas was that exactly gazza?

Was a few years ago so I have recovered now.
Was quite a funny story with lost turkeys and the police giving me back toys I had bought of a shoplifter before they let me go home

You can't leave it there Gazza!

I like the way that the Fuzz have come up in a thread about homosexuals. Subtle.