The things we hear.

Lord_Of_This_World

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Apr 19, 2004
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Whilst standing in the playground of my childrens school this morning I was lucky to overhear one pyjama clad lady extol the virtues of the cream slice she had enjoyed the previous evening,"It was frigging gorgeous.",she exclaimed.
Moments later,I was privy to an apparent altercation between a man and his wife emanating from behind the front door of their property, "Get out you evil bastard,get out you don't give a fuck about no one you",was the wifes refrain.

How cosmopolitan!
 
Lord_Of_This_World said:
Whilst standing in the playground of my childrens school this morning I was lucky to overhear one pyjama clad lady extol the virtues of the cream slice she had enjoyed the previous evening,"It was frigging gorgeous.",she exclaimed.
Moments later,I was privy to an apparent altercation between a man and his wife emanating from behind the front door of their property, "Get out you evil bastard,get out you don't give a fuck about no one you",was the wifes refrain.

How cosmopolitan!
I think you watch too many pornos Lord
 
pain, i sense. death even. young skywalker is in great agony. meditate, i must.
 
First time I stepped foot in a UK city after several years of absence, the first thing I consciously heard was "YER FILTHY WHOOOOOORRRRE" (not, I hasten to add, aimed at me). Followed by a delightful stroll down the high street to the tune of lovely young things calling each other, "cunts". How nice.
 
Light said:
First time I stepped foot in a UK city after several years of absence, the first thing I consciously heard was "YER FILTHY WHOOOOOORRRRE" (not, I hasten to add, aimed at me). Followed by a delightful stroll down the high street to the tune of lovely young things calling each other, "cunts". How nice.
The younger the more foolish
 
Light said:
First time I stepped foot in a UK city after several years of absence, the first thing I consciously heard was "YER FILTHY WHOOOOOORRRRE" (not, I hasten to add, aimed at me). Followed by a delightful stroll down the high street to the tune of lovely young things calling each other, "cunts". How nice.

Where was that like?
 
you should see Widnes..Its really pretty in a BSE ridden cow burning kind of way, all the inhabitants are really loving in a "family" kind of way and right next door we have the wonderfull Runcorn..life doesn't get much better than a sunny childhood in Widni.