Where I Grew Up

The worst thing you could ever have accused an adult male of being was a Leek-Slasher. Growing prize leeks was a major industry back in the day. Prizes went as far up as a car for a winning leek. So, some scum would actually raid their rivals allotments in the middle of the night and slash the best leeks. Coming up to Leek Show day, some blokes would actually sleep in their allotments to guard their precious leeks.

Being found out as a kiddie-fiddler would get you ostracised and occasionally beaten-up. Being found out as a leek-slasher could get you murdered.

So I feel your pain. Being accused of being a /talker when your demonstrably not is akin to someone calling me a leek-slasher....

Cheers
( Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Mon 7 Nov 2011, 11:25, 2 replies)

"you're"

(Misery McUglywife an attention seeking sociopathic fuckstain., Mon 7 Nov 2011, 11:50, closed)

*kills self*

( Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Mon 7 Nov 2011, 12:00, closed)

sploosh.
(Gritty, yet fluffy. kipperpillock is obsessed with me =), Mon 7 Nov 2011, 23:47, closed)

Thank you Legless.
I love leeks and anyone that slashes them deserves to be shot.
( The Mock Turtle ™ --- Thinks you are a cunt, on, Mon 7 Nov 2011, 13:12, closed)