Public Exposure for "Cheating, two timer" as 200 posters of his bottom appear in hometown

Public exposure for “cheating, two-timer” as 200 posters of his bottom appear in hometown

A man from County Durham got a real bum deal after 200 posters showing his bare bottom were plastered on walls, lampposts and bus stops throughout his hometown.
The rear view snaps show the 40-year-old mooning and accuse him of being a “Lying, Cheating, Two-timing ARSEHOLE!”
Pasha Cummings of Seaham suspects his recently-emigrated ex-wife Carol may be responsible for – or rather, behind – the street spamming, but she denies the allegation.
Pretty solid detective work, really. Unless there are several more likely candidates with access to pictures of Pasha’s posterior before they were circulated around Seaham.


Still, at least he didn’t have his bank account cleaned out to pay for his public humiliation. In December 2006 an unidentified woman from Birmingham splashed out £2,500 to bawl out her cheating husband by billboard poster, emptying out their joint bank account.
See pictures of the hoarding on her myspace profile HERE.

Comments

Anonymous said…
God help the man
who is caught cheating by his wife

wud Rm do the same?
Jim said…
A long way from home
A long way from home
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
Sometimes I feel like a motherless child
A long way from home
A long way from home
Anonymous said…
Mediocrity can talk; but it is for genius to observe.

More quotes from Benjamin "Dizzy" Disraeli
QuoteWorld
Jim said…
Rosemary
I never realized the amount of work a housewife does

Now that Maria cant do it

we have to do it
Maria has Parkinsons
and cant move



Tony is at a loss more than any one



he does not even know how to change a light bulb

operate the washing machine

the micro wave

fry an egg

make coffee



He will learn now

God works in mysterious ways



Praise the Lord
Anonymous said…
Hey VEST
I haven't been in the best of my moods lately. Hence the bumper-to-bumper speed in my blog right now. Somehow I feel drained.

Too much cluttter, too much work, a long charge-scroll, too many sleepless nights. I'm zapped Rosemary.

I guess I just need some time off.
Anonymous said…
Hell hath no fury like a woman scorned.
Vest said…
Within the code of ethics for mariners, it states.

"Do Right and fear no man"
"Dont Write and fear no woman".
Anonymous said…
Many a sailors life has been wrecked by a Permanent Wave.

My favourite saying is "when you have nothing to say, say nothing".
Vest said…
It is sometimes said that, a mans beauty is the sweetness of his tongue. That is the reason why we have two ears and only one mouth so we may listen more and talk less.
It is rare for a man to get his nose busted for listening. Vest.
Anonymous said…
I wud never scorn Amy
Anonymous said…
take a tip from K, Vest
if u want guys to visit u

u have to get off your fat ass
and visit Jim, etc
Anonymous said…
Courage Vest
u will be OK

never worry about the future
enjoy the present

but any fingering u want to do
do it NOW

never make plans for the future
but if u do
say INSHA ALLAH

so VEST
r u guys coming to GOA or not?

lastly,
QUE SERA Sera

we all have a destiny
u cant change that

God gimme the serenity to accept the things I cannot change

the courage, to ... blah blah blah

I am sure u heard this prayer
even though u r an atheist
Anonymous said…
my uncle Diago who is 100 plus
is keeping good health

but he is a sad man now

he owns property worth over Rs 5 crores

his sons and daughters in law are fighting for their shares
Anonymous said…
really don't know what to say..
I lost someone very precious last year on 31st May.. Each day I wish I get to see him for just one moment.hug him n say I love u..


FUCK
u old fart
I love u

but I'll be damned if i am going to hugg u

Now if ur talking about Rm ....
Anonymous said…
Uncle Diago has a son William
William is on a wheel chair

its kind of funny
Diago walks on his own legs

that man up there in the sky
has a weird sense of humor
Anonymous said…
--------------------------------------------------------------------------------

.



NOW I FEEL BETTER I'M NOT THE ONLY ONE!



Thank goodness there's a name for this disorder.
Somehow I feel better, even though I have it!!
Recently, I was diagnosed with A.A.A.D.D -
Age Activated Attention Deficit Disorder& lt; BR>

This is how it manifests:

I decide to water my garden.

As I turn on the hose in the driveway,
I look over at my car and decide it needs washing.

As I start toward the garage,
I notice mail on the porch table that
I brought up from the mail box earlier.

I decide to go through the mail before I wash the car.

I lay my car keys on the table,
put the junk mail in the garbage can under the table, and notice that the can is full.

So, I decide to put the bills back
on the table and take out the garbage first.

But then I think, since I'm going to be near the mailbox when I take out the garbage anyway,I may as well pay the bills first.

I take my check book off the table, and see that there is only one check left.

My extra checks are in my desk in the study,so I go inside the house to my desk where I find the can of Coke I'd been drinking.

I'm going to look for my checks,
but first I need to push the Coke aside
so that I don't accidentally knock it over.

The Coke is getting warm,and I decide to put it in the refrigerator to keep it cold.

As I head toward the kitchen with the Coke,
a vase of flowers on the counter catches my eye--they need water.

I put the Coke on the counter and discover my reading glasses that I've been searching for all morning.

I decide I better put them back on my desk,
but first I'm going to water the flowers.

I set the glasses back down on the counter,
fill a container with water and suddenly spot the TV remote.
Someone left it on the kitchen table.

I realize that tonight when we go to watch TV, I'll be looking for the remote,but I won't remember that it's on the kitchen table,so I decide to put it back in the den where it belongs,but first I'll water the flowers.

I pour some water in the flowers,
but quite a bit of it spills on the floor.

So, I set the remote back on the table,
get some towels and wipe up the spill.

Then, I head down the hall trying to
remember what I was planning to do.

At the end of the day:

the car isn't washed

the bills aren't paid

there is a warm can of Coke sitting on the counter

the flowers don't have en ough water,

there is still only 1 check in my check book,

I can't find the remote,

I can't find my glasses,

and I don't remember what I did with the car keys.

Then, when I try to figure out why nothing got done today, I'm really baffled because I know I was busy all damn day, and I'm really tired.

I realize this is a serious problem,and I'll try to get some help for it,but first I'll check my e-mail....

Do me a favor.
Forward this message to everyone you know,because I don't remember who the heck I've sent it to.

Don't laugh -- if this isn't you yet, your day is coming!!
Anonymous said…
A.A.A.D.D
hehehehe

I am not there yet
but I will get there soon Christine
Vest said…
To achieve great things we must live as though we were never going to die.

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