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everyones gone home, this is for you late night people. im going to post it tommorow too.
(Mon 22nd Apr 2002, 19:07, More)
everyones gone home, this is for you late night people. im going to post it tommorow too.
(Mon 22nd Apr 2002, 19:07, More)
so proud
the bitches round the neighbourhood had been gosiping, some even suggesting Dan wasnt the real father.
(Tue 16th Apr 2002, 16:57, More)
the bitches round the neighbourhood had been gosiping, some even suggesting Dan wasnt the real father.
(Tue 16th Apr 2002, 16:57, More)
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On the way to into waterloo
Roughly 6 months ago or so, a long while ago i know but it was memerable, I heard a cracking phone conversation. And so did the entire train I think (were you one such person? add to the thread if you were, id love to know if you remember more of it!).
The reason everyone heard it was that the driver or guard was the conversing party. He had either left the tanoy on, or the phone was interfering with it. It was braodcast to every man women and child, complete with language that would make a sailor's ears bleed...
"he hasnt f'ing sorted it yet! Its been f'ing weeks! I phoned him this morning, he was being a right cock about it all"
Understandably the responses from my carrage ranged from outright laughter from yougsters, including myself, to red faces, to utter repulsion from outraged octegenarians.
It lasted all the way from Ealsfield to Waterloo, and he said "cnut" just outside Clap junc.
(Thu 10th Jun 2004, 18:08, More)
On the way to into waterloo
Roughly 6 months ago or so, a long while ago i know but it was memerable, I heard a cracking phone conversation. And so did the entire train I think (were you one such person? add to the thread if you were, id love to know if you remember more of it!).
The reason everyone heard it was that the driver or guard was the conversing party. He had either left the tanoy on, or the phone was interfering with it. It was braodcast to every man women and child, complete with language that would make a sailor's ears bleed...
"he hasnt f'ing sorted it yet! Its been f'ing weeks! I phoned him this morning, he was being a right cock about it all"
Understandably the responses from my carrage ranged from outright laughter from yougsters, including myself, to red faces, to utter repulsion from outraged octegenarians.
It lasted all the way from Ealsfield to Waterloo, and he said "cnut" just outside Clap junc.
(Thu 10th Jun 2004, 18:08, More)