Do you have problems? I can solve them all.

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Hello, I'm Thigh. I will work with you to help you achieve the perfect balance in life. I am unfettered by knowledge or training as are my on call team of kindly agony aunts. We're ready to heal you.

this a 'nodder' is northern for what I put on the end of my stick on willy during my act in case a punter inadvertently touched it! Ugh!

Oh super! I've just pulled a really sick bastard!!

Back later with a pocket full of Thigh yen thisters!!

Ugh he's got no money!!

Piss taking cunt! I don't pull out the big guns for free! Cheeky fuckfaced cunt!! I'm just off to chase him down the road with my machete ...

Checking in, from the user previously known as DogHairEverywhere.

Hehe I did suspect you might do that Dog, considered it myself!

In fact ... Tadah!!

Show ID immediately Original and I can lay down my weapon!

Oh Dog, haven’t you learned?

I feel my megalomania taking off again...

Who wants an IQ duel? Or a test of treachery and cunning? I win them all!

Hands where I can see them! ID now or I'll shoot!

I did think about nabbing my alter ego name, This but i didn't want to deny you the opportunity to experience the megalomania again.

I sound like Mutley the dog...sniggering away as I recall the feelingz.

Ok ... so how many of you are Dog ?

All of us are a bit Dog

Dog ... is that you?

I'm only this one and CleverCunt, but This is also CleverCunt because it's got an 'l' in it. Signed Dog.

That was really me and still is. As Dog says I was the fake CleverCunt. I was also the CleverestCunt and I nabbed both versions to stop imposters.

Oh god help me!

Ok anyway I caught up with that sick twat who wouldn't pay for my services when I'd already rendered some of them! I didn't get any Thigh yen but I am now in a position to donate a liver, kidney and two ears to the cause! Who is holding the organ bucket?

Ha - I can tell who you all are anyway - for I am the cleverest cunt of all.

Mwa Ha Ha Ha

Hi, I am new around here, but I have been an avid follower creepy stalker of thigh since the creation of thighland.

Basically, long story short, my ex is a twat who has left me in the lurch, I have just opened a lovely letter from the dwp from last year, clearly I knew it was bad news informing me that after tax and NI I earn roughly 5p, and after childcare costs alone, it works out that I have -£1000000 a month to live on. To top it all off, my washing machine has broken and I've just taken all the skin off my heel today in an unfortunate accident that I would prefer not to talk about, and means I can no longer walk like a normal human.

Could you kindly arrange for a comet to come and hit me? I feel that would solve all my problems and I'd be hugely grateful. At least the millions I would make from my post humus story will keep my child in the style that she has become accustomed to.

Thanks in advance.

You can tell I am in great distress as I no longer have the ability to spell. Post humous. Not post humus.

HALT !! Who goes there?

Oh sorry thigh those minxes this and Dog have got me on high alert for unknown threats!

I much prefer known threats!

Welcome justdog! Posthumous is all one word, I can help with that bit. Tell us more about the heel incident, it helps if we can get a feel for your character.