Yeah Pete! 
Don't leave us hanging so long. Your getting as bad at that Yank Jester.

We need your input.

Quote from: Electrojake on October 08, 2013, 04:28:06 PM
Your getting as bad as that Yank Jester.

bahahaha ... got your citizenship here now have ya? 

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EJ, you wish you were as cool as me. Let's face it...you live vicariously through us Ohio people.

Tell Chris Christie to suck a lemon. We got it going on in OH.

Now that said, my Aussie boys got some shaZam! stirring to do. They always do, then say God save the queen and hail prince Harry or something.

Whereas EJ, Yamma and I only say Obama Obama forever forever!

Quote from: codajastal on October 08, 2013, 06:06:06 AM

Quote from: peteGS on October 08, 2013, 05:45:47 AM
Nice vid Cods... has the 'Strom fixed the numb hands for good now?

Oh and I'm back... anybody miss me? Didn't think so... 

nope hands still hurt just not as much




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well hell my friend, relax your grip when fappin

BREAKING NEWS: Notorious crime figure, Mark "Chopper" Read has reportedly died today after suffering complications from liver cancer.


RIP Uncle Chopper

 

poor ole chop chop 

Quote from: jestercinti on October 08, 2013, 07:01:07 PM
EJ, you wish you were as cool as me. Let's face it...you live vicariously through us Ohio people.

Tell Chris Christie to suck a lemon. We got it going on in OH.

Now that said, my Aussie boys got some shaZam! stirring to do. They always do, then say God save the queen and hail prince Harry or something.

Whereas EJ, Yamma and I only say Obama Obama forever forever!

baroke obummer more or less killed me lol

Chopper Read

 

By MAMAMIA NEWS

One of Australia's most infamous criminals, Mark "Chopper" Read, has reportedly died at the age of 58.

Read had been battling liver cancer since April 2012. He says his illness started when he contracted hepatitis C while in prison.

Read is the criminal who is famous for having both his ears cut off by a fellow inmate so that he could leave temporarily.

He spent almost 18 year in prison over his lifetime for crimes including armed robbery, assault, arson and impersonating a police officer.

In his later life he became a successful writer of semi-autobiographical and fictional books.

In 2000, a movie "Chopper" was made about Read's life. Eric Bana played the lead role.

Read was reportedly released from hospital only two days ago to be with family and friends.

I do not know the man, But I don't wish death upon anybody. may he rest in peace. 

Watch the movie and enjoy

http://www.imdb.com/title/tt0221073/?ref_=fn_al_tt_1

Chopper Quotes
Things Uncle Chopper said


Chopper: Why would I shoot a bloke BANG, then drive him to the bloody car and wizz him off to the hospital at a hundred miles an hour? It defeats the purpose of having shot him in the first place.

Chopper: I'm just a bloody normal bloke. A normal bloke who likes a bit of torture.

Chopper: Oh, Keithy. I always thought I was a good bloke.
Keithy George: Ha. What did you ever do that was good?
Chopper: Well, I bashed you. That was good, wasn't it? It was good for a bit of a giggle, anyway.

Chopper: Jimmy, if you keep stabbing me, you're going to kill me.

Chopper: Look, all I can tell you is what I've already told Mister Beasley: none of us saw anything. It was just one of those things: Bluey Barnes was reading a magazine; Ambrose Hatcheson was taking a piss; Johnny Price was washing his hands; Jimmy Loughnan was watching a bullant crawl across the table, and I was watching Jimmy watching the bullant.

Chopper: Aw, look. The bloke's been my best mate since 1975. We've had our fall-outs from time to time. It's no big deal. It's like... if your mum stabbed you.

Chopper: Look, you're not still angry at me about the leg, are you?
Neville Bartos: Nah, forget about it.
Chopper: Because I don't know if you remember, Neville, but I had that bloody shotgun pointed at your head. I reconsidered and dropped it down to your kneecap. Remember?
Neville Bartos: Forget about it. All right?
Chopper: I mean, what the bloody hell were you doing getting lippy at me with a bloody shotgun? I had a bloody loaded shotgun.
Neville Bartos: The leg is okay, all right?

Interviewer: You've written a best-seller...
Chopper: Yeah, I know - and I can't even bloody spell. What about those poor bloody academics, those college graduates, battling their guts out to write some airy-fairy piece of exaggerated artwork? And here's a bloke, sitting in a cell, who can't spell, and he's written a best-seller. It's sold two hundred and fifty thousand copies. And it's still selling. And he's writing another one. And I can't even spell. I'm semi-bloody-illiterate.

Chopper: Even Beethoven had his critics. See if you can name three of them.

Chopper: Beethoven had his critics too, Keithy, see if you can name three of them.
[Keithy continues walking back and forth, confused]
Chopper: That's right, you can't.

Chopper: You don't much like me, do you Keithy?

Keith Read: [to Chopper, who's ears have been sliced] Cheers, big ears!

Chopper: [Jimmy has stabbed Chopper seven times] It's all right, Jimmy. I don't hate you. You just broke my heart.

Chopper: You've probably read all the newspaper stories about me, and you've heard the word on the street about me, and you've probably got a picture in your head of what Chopper Read's like and we're sitting here at this bar all very nice and cosy and I'm a bit of a let down to you.

Chopper: No, I did not drive him to the hospital! Do I look like Mother Teresa to you?

Mandy: Jimmy and the boys are bringing the car. You help set up the big fellow, it'll make you a star.
Sammy the Turk: They said they had it farmed out, they had it ghosted. But when I walked out the door, they just left me posted.
Jimmy Loughnan: The gun was for real, it was not a lark. But the twit took him out to the wrong car park.
Chopper: Silly boys, that's all that Chopper had to say, and poor little Sammy got blown away

Chopper: Look. The bloke's been me best mate since 1975. We've had our fallouts from time to time, it's no big deal. Y'know, it's like... if ya mum stabs ya, whaddya do? Y-ya don't get upset. Ya don't get angry, ya go, "shaZam!, mum's stabbed me, I better get off to the hospital."

Chopper: He couldn't knock the fluff off a cappuccino.
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Jimmy Loughnan: [Chopper holds a gun to Jimmy's face] Mark, Mark, Mark, no! You're being f%$king paranoid!
Chopper: Well, just because I'm being paranoid doesn't mean people aren't trying to kill me.

Detective Cooney: We know you didn't shoot the Turk.
Chopper: I just told you I shot the Turk.
Detective Downie: They've picked up the bloke that did it.
Chopper: What f%$king bloke that did it? *I* did it.
Detective Downie: No, Homicide have picked up the guy, right? They've even got the murder weapon.
Chopper: What murder weapon?
Detective Cooney: .410 shotgun.
Chopper: [Pulls out his shotgun] Here. This bloody .410 shotgun.
Detective Downie: Put it away, Mark. Just put the bloody thing away. This thing's a .410. Fine, it's a .410. There's a f%$king million .410s out there. That's not the .410 that did it.
Chopper: [incredulous] You don't want this? It's a f%$king murder weapon!
Chopper: I used to be Chopper Read. Now I can't even get arrested in this bloody town.

Detective Downie: [about Neville] So you took him to the hospital?
Chopper: No, I didn't take him to the bloody hospital. Now tell me this, right? Why would I shoot a bloke - BANG - and then put him in the bloody car and whiz him off to the hospital at a hundred miles an hour? It defeats the purpose of having shot him in the first place. What's more, it's bloody insulting, it's bloody insulting. I mean, am I the only bloody standover man in the country who provides a medical plan for some of these characters?

Keith Read: I just saw on the TV that a man was shot at Bojangles. I thought it was you.
Chopper: Well, it couldn't have been me, could it? Else I wouldn't be standing here.

Chopper: [to Downie] I've never, I don't think I've ever been as bloody insulted as I am right now. I'm sittin' here confessing to a f%$king murder, I've known you since I was a f%$king pup, right? And you've got the f%$king audacity to drag this c@%t here...
Detective Cooney: [Chuckles] Sort out your boy, will you?
Chopper: ...And you look at me like I'm a f%$king idiot!

Chopper: [after viciously stabbing Keithy George multiple times in the face and neck] I think I put me shoulder out.

Chopper is dead! Australia is less hard now we need someone to step up and cut their ears off

Hrrmmm ... Attractive as the idea of being a standover man is... On my grumpy days..

I have delicate small ears and like them just the way they are! 

I'm deaf as it is so guess ill do it *grabs Stanley knife*

Street name ... Marshmallow Mongoose! 

You ever see ghostbusters boy. No proton packs on this world

Bahahah .. Nice save and reference!! ... Not bad for a young fella!

Movies are a gift lol

Aaaah Chopper is gone, perhaps the hospital wasn't providing the requisite concrete diet to keep him around a bit longer? We must HTFU in his honour 

Speaking of HTFU... the floppy rear end of my bike is now nice and firm again