I spied on someone...Freddie Woo says: "I was staying at a youth hostel in Europe and realised you could spy on the female dorm by looking through the keyhole in the adjoining door. So I knelt down, put my eye up to the hole... and saw an eye staring back at me. And I was the one they called a pervert." Tell us your tale of spying shenanigans.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 2 Jan 2014, 12:23)
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They need to set up separate enter and exit doors on the tube that sterilise anyone using the wrong onesI had some of my (pretty regular) supermarket rage at the weekend. I'd just passed an aisle and realised I needed something from it but my way back was blocked by a woman with a trolley. So I did the whole Basically-hugging-the-aisle-end-display thing to let her get past so I could backtrack. The fucker would not deviate an inch! I'm basically getting impregnated by by a part baked baguette,but she thinks I just totally want to be gently steered around into the next aisle, nose-to-whatever with the indian spices before finally going around me. Having momentarily contemplated a one-two combo followed by a swift roundhouse kick to the bitches face I chose instead to meekly scuttle off and finish shopping, what with me being a total spazzive-aggressive.
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Ms Shenanigans put something interesting here later, Mon 6 Jan 2014, 12:21,
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When I want tips from a prostitute I'll just give your mum a call(
Ms Shenanigans put something interesting here later, Mon 6 Jan 2014, 13:22,
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 6 Jan 2014, 17:07,
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Here, you might find this a useful riposte for future use.www.youtube.com/watch?v=1Q4l6o2fuDs
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Ghoti Fingers, Mon 6 Jan 2014, 19:47,
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