My good man, do you speak motah?
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Rectum = dump valve / waste gate, a.k.a. childish rectum.
Squadron = one bank of a V-engine.
Flimp-flump = arm rest.
Demystifier = air conditioning.
Devil's Dustbin = DPF
Half-caste = engine with iron block and alloy head.
Bloater pump = self levelling rear suspension.
Cardiac arrest = limp home mode.
Satchel = Ford Sierra.
Isambards = side impact beams.
Ventolin = NOS.
Polling station = OBD port.
Have many more but they are all trade.
Squadron = one bank of a V-engine.
Flimp-flump = arm rest.
Demystifier = air conditioning.
Devil's Dustbin = DPF
Half-caste = engine with iron block and alloy head.
Bloater pump = self levelling rear suspension.
Cardiac arrest = limp home mode.
Satchel = Ford Sierra.
Isambards = side impact beams.
Ventolin = NOS.
Polling station = OBD port.
Have many more but they are all trade.
Edited by TheInternet on Saturday 18th August 00:40
The Nur said:
What is that? I googled the name in your post but I couldn't find anything other than this thread 
Looks like its this. Rather cool! http://thekneeslider.com/archives/2011/09/28/jj2s-...Bum warmer = heated seats
Crap nav = derogatory term for MB COMAND system when you want to enter a full UK postcode when it is only designed to take 5 characters
Daddy = soft touch and open wallet (see Daughter and Dupe)
Daughter = (1) teenage female who will say "can you just check my car, I think I heard a noise" when said vehicle is low on fuel knowing that Daddy will go and fill it up for her; (2) teenage female who will say "my car insurance is nearly due" knowing that Daddy will sort it out & pay it for her despite her having an allowance for such things
Dupe = Daddy who has just filled his daughter's car up with fuel and then remembers that she already gets a generous monthly petrol allowance
George & Mildred = couple towing a caravan
Glady = Sat Nav ("In 200yds bear left".... Gladly, the cross-eyed bear...Mondegreen from 'Keep thou my way'
Husband = variant on dupe for older females
Lady = female driving an Alfa Romeo
Magic spanner = WD40
Mercedes lane = outside lane on motorway
Monkeys/apes/chimps = mechanics at majority of main dealers
Motor house = garage-come-workshop where you keep and fettle your classic... has to be separate from your house
Reverse fart machine = ventilated seats
W@nker windows = privacy glass
Wife = lady who will say "can you just check my car, I think I heard a noise" when inside of car needs cleaning knowing that husband can't stand rubbish, dust, grit in the car and will have to vacuum it out, then probably wash it was well
Where the devil lives = accelerator pedal on a TVR
Woman = female driving any car other than an Alfa Romeo
Crap nav = derogatory term for MB COMAND system when you want to enter a full UK postcode when it is only designed to take 5 characters
Daddy = soft touch and open wallet (see Daughter and Dupe)
Daughter = (1) teenage female who will say "can you just check my car, I think I heard a noise" when said vehicle is low on fuel knowing that Daddy will go and fill it up for her; (2) teenage female who will say "my car insurance is nearly due" knowing that Daddy will sort it out & pay it for her despite her having an allowance for such things
Dupe = Daddy who has just filled his daughter's car up with fuel and then remembers that she already gets a generous monthly petrol allowance
George & Mildred = couple towing a caravan
Glady = Sat Nav ("In 200yds bear left".... Gladly, the cross-eyed bear...Mondegreen from 'Keep thou my way'
Husband = variant on dupe for older females
Lady = female driving an Alfa Romeo
Magic spanner = WD40
Mercedes lane = outside lane on motorway
Monkeys/apes/chimps = mechanics at majority of main dealers
Motor house = garage-come-workshop where you keep and fettle your classic... has to be separate from your house
Reverse fart machine = ventilated seats
W@nker windows = privacy glass
Wife = lady who will say "can you just check my car, I think I heard a noise" when inside of car needs cleaning knowing that husband can't stand rubbish, dust, grit in the car and will have to vacuum it out, then probably wash it was well
Where the devil lives = accelerator pedal on a TVR
Woman = female driving any car other than an Alfa Romeo
so can anyone help with carcoat damphands??
http://sniffpetrol.com/category/carcoat-damphands/
Mundle my bundles, it’s Marti outside and that ain’t helping me to smell my fingers. Last Wogan saw a big Rhianna come crisping up the lisby with a well tooled Gary underneath. He’s come to grip the lizards on a Tin Hut Cheese Spread I’ve had on the backpipe for three romillys with shine, shoes and bumcam. He goes in greasy on a wasp under five jacksons, I told him I’d be boiling my knees for that sort of david. Suggested we punched a nun for a pigeon over six, the Gary nearly had me rings off. Everyone’s got sleeves in under ten midgets! If Joan rings can you remind her about that I really need those culottes back this evening. Gresty.
Up the hammer at Screaming last Blue, saw a crispy Fart Half-thou come into the ring at the end of the Steve. Flat Barry with daps, clouds and gumrot. Flicking went wicked, ended up being kissed for a fat mackerel over the geese. That’s five bibles over the Rachel! Just goes to show that small gresties like the Half-thou and the Driver are smiling like a Jesus weasel right now. Heavens Jennifer, how could it have got on the antimacassar in the first place? Misby.
Cruising through the Skinners of Belming last Ruby, spotted a smooth looking Tristar A-hole parked on someone’s Woosnam, got the classic home whoring sign in the backBill. Now sometimes this can be dodgy as a Dutchman’s pencil but this was a nice Tong in a decent fairy so I knocked on the Boyce, spoke to the Garrington, all seemed creamy. Took it for a titw
k, came back and tried to kiss her sister for a Jason under nine cleaves. The Gazstress ain’t having it, says she’s holding out for a wide tiger over the bulb and no turtles. I had to take a turd on the curtains. Oh for goodness sake Lillian, what did I tell you about the lazy susan? Minty.
http://sniffpetrol.com/category/carcoat-damphands/
Mundle my bundles, it’s Marti outside and that ain’t helping me to smell my fingers. Last Wogan saw a big Rhianna come crisping up the lisby with a well tooled Gary underneath. He’s come to grip the lizards on a Tin Hut Cheese Spread I’ve had on the backpipe for three romillys with shine, shoes and bumcam. He goes in greasy on a wasp under five jacksons, I told him I’d be boiling my knees for that sort of david. Suggested we punched a nun for a pigeon over six, the Gary nearly had me rings off. Everyone’s got sleeves in under ten midgets! If Joan rings can you remind her about that I really need those culottes back this evening. Gresty.
Up the hammer at Screaming last Blue, saw a crispy Fart Half-thou come into the ring at the end of the Steve. Flat Barry with daps, clouds and gumrot. Flicking went wicked, ended up being kissed for a fat mackerel over the geese. That’s five bibles over the Rachel! Just goes to show that small gresties like the Half-thou and the Driver are smiling like a Jesus weasel right now. Heavens Jennifer, how could it have got on the antimacassar in the first place? Misby.
Cruising through the Skinners of Belming last Ruby, spotted a smooth looking Tristar A-hole parked on someone’s Woosnam, got the classic home whoring sign in the backBill. Now sometimes this can be dodgy as a Dutchman’s pencil but this was a nice Tong in a decent fairy so I knocked on the Boyce, spoke to the Garrington, all seemed creamy. Took it for a titw
k, came back and tried to kiss her sister for a Jason under nine cleaves. The Gazstress ain’t having it, says she’s holding out for a wide tiger over the bulb and no turtles. I had to take a turd on the curtains. Oh for goodness sake Lillian, what did I tell you about the lazy susan? Minty.
Satnav Drone - Seat rolled all the way into the engine bay, eyes fixated on the magic holy box of orders, drifting across lanes without any idea they are surrounded by cars. Prime example - London Colney roundabout.
Shoes - Callipers (heard this before rappers started referring to wheels as shoes)
fk you button - horn
Shoes - Callipers (heard this before rappers started referring to wheels as shoes)
f
k you button - horn
TheInternet said:
Rectum = dump valve / waste gate, a.k.a. childish rectum.
Squadron = one bank of a V-engine.
Flimp-flump = arm rest.
Demystifier = air conditioning.
Devil's Dustbin = DPF
Half-caste = engine with iron block and alloy head.
Bloater pump = self levelling rear suspension.
Cardiac arrest = limp home mode.
Satchel = Ford Sierra.
Isambards = side impact beams.
Ventolin = NOS.
Polling station = OBD port.
Have many more but they are all trade.
Squadron = one bank of a V-engine.
Flimp-flump = arm rest.
Demystifier = air conditioning.
Devil's Dustbin = DPF
Half-caste = engine with iron block and alloy head.
Bloater pump = self levelling rear suspension.
Cardiac arrest = limp home mode.
Satchel = Ford Sierra.
Isambards = side impact beams.
Ventolin = NOS.
Polling station = OBD port.
Have many more but they are all trade.
Edited by TheInternet on Saturday 18th August 00:40
Some high excellentness there. Bring some more pls.
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