izwozral
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R.I.P. pauljenny's MH step.
I am not allowed to mention, under the fear of death, that pauljennys MH step is no more:sad::sad: Despite being made of reinforced titanium set on six 12" RSJ's the step was unable to withstand the enormous pressures exerted upon it. No MH step should have to endure such ill treatment nor abuse but sadly after years of selfless and uncomplaining service the poor step could take no more


Imagine if you will, the rolling Cheshire countryside, butterflies a-flitting, a chorus of bird song and the sun gently warming the good earth. The door of the MH opens, the step is rolled out, Paul in only last weeks underpants scratches his withered nuts, turns his head and romantically informs his beloved wife that "I'm just off out for a slash". His foot descends with balletic beauty, it kisses the step with the lightest of touch....
...then the great ruddy lummox puts his full weight on it and it collapses into his component parts, leaving Paul on his back, arms and legs flapping about trying to roll over so he can stand up to finish off his morning ablutions. :lol-049::lol-049::lol-049::lol-049::lol-049::lol-049:
It's a good job I can keep a secret eh.
I am not allowed to mention, under the fear of death, that pauljennys MH step is no more:sad::sad: Despite being made of reinforced titanium set on six 12" RSJ's the step was unable to withstand the enormous pressures exerted upon it. No MH step should have to endure such ill treatment nor abuse but sadly after years of selfless and uncomplaining service the poor step could take no more
Imagine if you will, the rolling Cheshire countryside, butterflies a-flitting, a chorus of bird song and the sun gently warming the good earth. The door of the MH opens, the step is rolled out, Paul in only last weeks underpants scratches his withered nuts, turns his head and romantically informs his beloved wife that "I'm just off out for a slash". His foot descends with balletic beauty, it kisses the step with the lightest of touch....
...then the great ruddy lummox puts his full weight on it and it collapses into his component parts, leaving Paul on his back, arms and legs flapping about trying to roll over so he can stand up to finish off his morning ablutions. :lol-049::lol-049::lol-049::lol-049::lol-049::lol-049:
It's a good job I can keep a secret eh.