Most infamous threads on NSC

[LukeOwen]

also remember really liking this: the thing is....

 

[Superphil]

Would the fans please stay off the pitch at the end so Sam and the lads can do a lap of honour!

That did it for me. Oh, and Jaimie and Hiney Art as close 2nd and 3rd.

 

[Hillian1]

Seagull in the chimney.

So good I'm off to Gold to read it again.

 

[PaoloRossiJohnson]

Er...... Halftime at Hereford...??

Shirley.

 

[¤DãŃn¥ §êãGüLL¤]

dwayne's mate was kylie's chimney sweeper

 

[Everest]

Packham MOM - the one started by Hart's Shirt, not the Lord Bracknell one.

Oh, and you can't forget just back from the leicester game

 

[hart's shirt]

Packham MOM - the one started by Hart's Shirt, not the Lord Bracknell one.

I trawled through this with belief hoping that it had been lost in the annals of time.
Maybe not quite yet then...

I'd nominate any of the following:
The Large One's flounce with Lush's help
Barnet Seagull's Joke Du Jour
Trying to get a Zamora song started to the Kia-Ora advert.

But my winner - NSC rigging the Miss Scunthorpe 'Scunny Honey' competition.
She was truly horrific.

 

[Statto]

what about that thread about the twat who left the football early and started a thread on nsc?

I see what you did there mate!

 

[honey boy zimba]

posh spice slapper songs and when mouth got thrown out

 

[smoke grenade]

The reason why i asked this was because my mate used to post on here and in his letter he wrote me from prison. he reckon he had the most famous thread on here where he wound everyone up about the liverpool game

 

[The Antikythera Mechanism]

There was a very surreal thread where it was divulged that 1066gull's sister was half tree half lesbian, or something like that.

 

[Vatican Citys No.2 Keeper]

Jamie
Samuel L Jackson at the Withdean- Anytime SLJ or Morgan Freeman are mentioned I am immediately reminded of this!!
The "Tasy Tear UPs" thread just for London Pompous' postings" such as this below:

“Let’s see what you’ve got then” said Dave, “Get the drinks in first before we get stuck in”. A hush took over the pub as a barmaid brought four Diet Irn Bru shots to the table, the lads knocked them back as if they were soft drinks, and sat facing each other, unblinking, glaring, sizing each other up. The Rumble in the Jungle between Ali and Foreman had nothing on this.

Longpockets opened up our sack of tools, and brought out Cluedo. There was a gasp in the audience, they’d been expecting us to lead with Mousetrap, and were clearly wrongfooted. Half an hour later, Uncle Morty sat victorious, having identified Professor Plum, in the outside toilet (we’d even gone to the trouble of buying the Croydon version of Cluedo) and the iron pipe. Palace were one down and they knew it.

It was over to them. Respect to their boys, they brought out the big guns next, but we were whipping their arses until Big Vern landed on Trafalgar Square with four houses and we blew out. One-one, it was down to the final scrap.

After a quick rock, paper, scissors between the two top boys it was Palace’s choice. Beads of sweat formed as we didn’t know what they would bring out, Palace looked confident as their colonel, Johnny Threeinches, revealed Buckaroo.

We knew we were up against it as he had twice been European champion, and had even appeared with Norris McWhirter on Record Breakers after beating the Belgian World Champion, Pierre Quierre, in a blind face-off in 1979.

What happened next? You want the details, too terrifying for you squeamish scarfers I’m afraid. You had to have been there, those in the know know, suffice to say that Scratchcard’s name became legend that day, and even Palace know that no one messes with HACC.

 

[Fourteenth Eye]

there is of course the joy that is hiney art

 

[Ninja Elephant]

The "Tasy Tear UPs" thread just for London Pompous' postings" such as this below:

Quality, not read that one before... Off I go.

I tapped to talk.