Thinly-disguised entrances to Hell where bad things happen. Tell us your dancefloor disasters.
(, Wed 8 Apr 2009, 12:35)
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that wasn't said by me... What? Oh.
The dancefloor of the Subway, Edinburgh Cowgate. Said to my incredibly large breasted friend (seriously, big as your head).
"Scuse me love, you've got MASSIVE tits."
"Jesus Christ, tell me something I don't know..."
*pause*
"Okay, Rhinos have a gestation period of two years. Bet you didn't know that!"
*stunned silence*
Who said the art of seduction was dead?
(, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 12:39, closed)
The only time i ever tried to get into that scrubway was with 3 other guys, all quite talk with black jackets on, we were refused entry.
(, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 15:00, closed)
Important question, though: did the line work?
(, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 15:24, closed)
first laugh on a low evening
(, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 22:08, closed)
Photos, or... ;)
(, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 16:19, closed)
*may just have been playing a selection of my dodgy cd collection.
(, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 18:06, closed)
Charmer.
(, Sat 11 Apr 2009, 22:39, closed)
they're not THAT big.
ooooh, my first b3ta words...
(, Mon 13 Apr 2009, 17:27, closed)
*kowtows by way of apology*
(, Tue 14 Apr 2009, 11:06, closed)
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