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What Sort of Hat Are You? I am a Top-hat.I am a Top-hat.


I'm a bit of a jack-of-all-trades; creative, in a stylistic sort of way, a little vain, a little dark, perhaps a little archaic. I get on alright with people, but I can take them or leave them. What Sort of Hat Are You?


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» Breasts

If breasts are so great
why are me and my 34 Gs still fucking single?!

at least other girlies appreciate them
(Sat 8th May 2010, 22:31, More)

» School Trips

Shakespere
We were forced to go on a trip to Hull to see Macbeth, our school is no where near the coast so it was a lllooonnnggg drive. Got on the bus only to have the coach driver shriek at us to get off, because i was at the front of this group having done some hard elbow work i ended up on last so had to sit at the front. We then had the 'treat' of watching forrest gump repeatedly until we got to the theatre. Play was crap. Almost got left at the service station on the way back. my mate and i had to run across those random bits of grass they have there to catch the coach at the exit. bastards.
(Mon 11th Dec 2006, 14:40, More)

» School Trips

Not my school but...
...they stopped us ever going on an overseas history trip.
While begging out history teacher to take us to france/germany/anywhere but york we discovered that he wasnt going to take us because on the last trip he went on the boys reenacted the battle of the somme behind the hotel using deodorant and lighters. Managed to get themselves thrown in prison over night.
bstds stopped us ever getting out but how i wish i had been there.
(Fri 15th Dec 2006, 1:32, More)

» School Trips

European Trips
I went on a school trip to germany once. We had to share beds. I pity the person who had to share with the stinky girl who wet the bed...

My school also went to greece once, i never went but it has become legend now. It is a boarding school so lots of people had booked their flights home for 2 weeks later. On the morning of the trip the bloody greeks had gone on strike so they couldnt fly. instead they took a bus to dover, missed the ferry so had to wait for the next one. got to a random carpark in france, took all luggage out the bus and waited an age for anther one to come along. Got to a french airport where the escalators only went up. Arrived there 2 days later. By then all the airports were open and they would have been able to fly the day before. to top it all off one of the few staff was puking his guts out for the whole thing and insisted on sleeping in the middle of the floor...

sorry for length and lack of funnies.
(Sun 10th Dec 2006, 15:01, More)

» Running away

My little sister
threw my stuff out the window when i was about 8. so i hit her not very hard round the head. being the brat she is she ran down to tell my parents. i decided to cut my losses and run for it. Got cold (it was about 10 at night) so i walked round to my garage which is about the same size as my house but only has one story. it is pretty much a house in boxes, there are beds, wardrobes, clothes, pretty much everything. All i did was open the right boxes. about 10 mins after i had found the bed box and settled down i saw a spider. ran like hell back into the house. hid under a blanket on the sofa. i could hear everyone looking for me, then my mum goes 'get the phone, i'll call the police' the sofa was just in front of the phone. someone stood on me, i screamed. then, instead of telling them i had attempted to run away i said i had been sleeping there all the time. by sister got bollocked for worrying them :D
(Fri 11th Aug 2006, 16:42, More)
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