tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6170354112296200777.post7716009621372742341..comments2024-12-15T03:19:56.502+00:00About mehttp://www.blogger.com/profile/09733373004453187067[email protected]Blogger13125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6170354112296200777.post-56793032359199215532018-06-08T07:37:52.115+01:002018-06-08T07:37:52.115+01:00I used to be terrified of the test card. Anonymous[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6170354112296200777.post-13258493763483511772016-03-29T10:16:54.950+01:002016-03-29T10:16:54.950+01:00I remember when she wrote, "GROW FANGS." on the blackboard and stared at my baby sister. We were mourning my sister's demise but she DID suddenly grow fangs and we have to mourn her afresh every night as she dies again and again in the spirit of dark horror that possessed her. Wabsnazsmhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02330147749132791437[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6170354112296200777.post-60552566853466163612016-03-28T14:58:43.344+01:002016-03-28T14:58:43.344+01:00A joke?...I wish i were.simonhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/06109853217101650738[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6170354112296200777.post-89805599186577318732016-02-08T18:33:16.341+00:002016-02-08T18:33:16.341+00:00I did. Thank you for the timely advice.Llancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02559098094105041735[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6170354112296200777.post-82430141074173509322016-02-08T18:32:20.412+00:002016-02-08T18:32:20.412+00:00I didn't resume watching TV until it went 24 hours, and there was no longer a need for the test card. Once seen, never forgotten.Llancehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/02559098094105041735[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6170354112296200777.post-36252272089449339952016-02-07T11:34:02.349+00:002016-02-07T11:34:02.349+00:00The card is there to test us that's why its called a test card. If you don't understand I suggest you reread Geoffradhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05497225829232983578[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6170354112296200777.post-41784483059395973602016-02-07T10:59:52.742+00:002016-02-07T10:59:52.742+00:00I narrowly missed the lorry that killed my cousin, she'd been laughing about the scary old woman on the telly telling her things to do, she burned the vicar's house down only three days previously, when her parents and police asked her about it, she said the old woman on the Telly told her to do it. Oh it's true. I've seen the results of it Anonymous[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6170354112296200777.post-28988895835077693662016-02-07T10:56:53.703+00:002016-02-07T10:56:53.703+00:00I was 9 years old when Colin Diggan was killed by the curse in my class. I remember him talking about the witch three days before in the playground. I never watched the test card again Anonymous[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6170354112296200777.post-25385371609547439512016-02-05T04:34:24.594+00:002016-02-05T04:34:24.594+00:00A joke?????? Are you serious? You obviously must not have grown up in the Uk. Damn, I would literally soil my pants whenever old Chattox would flash up on screenAnonymoushttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15270891634443223324[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6170354112296200777.post-8059147567908183892016-02-04T14:22:41.774+00:002016-02-04T14:22:41.774+00:00The curse of Old Chattox is too chillingly true. One look at the statistics between 1970-1977 involving death by transported industrial safety equipment will only go to confirm the dark forces that were at work within the BBC during this period. Winston Capstan-Smythehttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08025834999836684411[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6170354112296200777.post-33449980444831248982016-02-04T09:35:51.861+00:002016-02-04T09:35:51.861+00:00This is a joke right? Dellahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/08961983572907391428[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6170354112296200777.post-37765726299217248642016-02-03T22:32:37.891+00:002016-02-03T22:32:37.891+00:00She once wrote the words "frottage" and "rimming" in bold sanserif...Geoffradhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/05497225829232983578[email protected]tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-6170354112296200777.post-6768514210761477642016-02-03T14:46:54.429+00:002016-02-03T14:46:54.429+00:00Oh sweet Ceiling Cat, I'm doomed... help me. Carlhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/14735349563711049106[email protected]