Is this the end Once apon a time I used to received flyers in the post everyday from all the superclubs in the land. In today's post I got a "Compost Newsletter" stating the benefits of compost, tips on composting and the top ten run down of composters. Should I eat a certain loons medical cabinet now or prolong the agony? ps. did you know you can dispose of confidential letters like bank statements be scrunching them up and stuffing them into your compost?
me and the boy were in B & Q and i actively went looking for the plant section what happened to the party hubgry club kids we were eh pikey?
that was my best outfit ever!! even the door pickers at Sundiss were amazed!! do you have any of the legendary leopard print tshirt and your fury boots???
whatever happened to him? He was good enough to let me kip in his bed after that do at the Majestyk.. I'm sure you were there and all.. Not in the bed, mind..
By the way u say that it's as if we get a choice I thought it was just standard rules that you let the ladies kip in your bed (with you or without). Even if they're bastards!
I'd never insist but I was driving that day I think so i got first call on the beds.. *safety ever the watch word*
I shared my bed with my m8 last night but she woke me up moaning about the heat so i decided feck off downstairs and sleep on the settee. Last time i was on my wooden floor with one thin shitty blanket to lie on I wish i was a twat to women sometimes