But George, I just wanted to pet her dress George!
Speak English or get outJust had one of those horrible multi-shits.
You know, poop, wipe, realise you need to poop again, wipe, poop again. Etc.
Happened about 6 times on the trot (pun intended... except none of the yanks will get it. and probably not even the british ones. eh feck it).
Bloody horrible on limited bog roll.
/krig.
Amazing.
Just had one of those horrible multi-shits... the shock sending my dadda beating his bruised and kroovy rookers against unfair Bog in his Heaven, and my mum boohoohooing in her mother's grief, at her only child and son of her bosom like letting everybody down real horrowshow.
Spent most of last night talking to a really cute, interesting, intelligent chick at the pub. I'm still surprised she was interested enough to give me her number after I made an enormous and quite hilarious fuck up.
At one point I went to get us drinks and while I was paying, some random chick appeared next to me and starts making small talk about what I'm drinking. I walked off to go find the other chick, but then couldn't find her. When I finally find her and offer her the drink, she looks at me strangely and starts making some bizarre comments which take me a while to interpret. Turns out the random chick next to me at the bar wasn't actually a random - it was her. And in hindsight the comment I made to her would have in that context seemed really fucking rude, not to mention I insult her by not recognising someone I've just spent an hour talking to. The killer is that I wasn't actually drunk and I have no idea how I could have been so stupid.
"cocaine's a hell of a drug"
Spent most of last night talking to a really cute, interesting, intelligent chick at the pub. I'm still surprised she was interested enough to give me her number after I made an enormous and quite hilarious fuck up.
At one point I went to get us drinks and while I was paying, some random chick appeared next to me and starts making small talk about what I'm drinking. I walked off to go find the other chick, but then couldn't find her. When I finally find her and offer her the drink, she looks at me strangely and starts making some bizarre comments which take me a while to interpret. Turns out the random chick next to me at the bar wasn't actually a random - it was her. And in hindsight the comment I made to her would have in that context seemed really fucking rude, not to mention I insult her by not recognising someone I've just spent an hour talking to. The killer is that I wasn't actually drunk and I have no idea how I could have been so stupid.