Well now I'll have to otherwise I'll be cursed for all eternity
... but I'd rather have a rabbits foot if you have any left.
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Fri 6 Jan 2006, 13:19,
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lucky heather my arse
shortly after I landed in London, I went for a job interview, which went OK
when I was heading back for the tube, a wee gyppo woman pinned that stuff on me and said "dat`ll be for yer good lock .. now give us some money you cunt in a suit*" so I gave her a quid
fucking didn`t get the job
I`d never seen that type of gyppo-ism previously as we don`t have then in Ireland.. they all fucked off over here to scab off the tourists
*made that bit up
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Fri 6 Jan 2006, 13:27,
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when I was heading back for the tube, a wee gyppo woman pinned that stuff on me and said "dat`ll be for yer good lock .. now give us some money you cunt in a suit*" so I gave her a quid
fucking didn`t get the job
I`d never seen that type of gyppo-ism previously as we don`t have then in Ireland.. they all fucked off over here to scab off the tourists
*made that bit up
yeah that showed HER!
there`s two of them always hanging around Victoria station, with very fancy, almost... expensive looking .. trainers
now I just tell them to fuck off
London does harden the heart :\
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Fri 6 Jan 2006, 13:30,
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now I just tell them to fuck off
London does harden the heart :\
Aye it does
...and the liver as you have to become a raging alcoholic to survive the 16 hour working days and 12 hour commutes.
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Fri 6 Jan 2006, 13:32,
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never a truer thing said
"the streets are paved with gold"
"no, that`s just congealed piss and vomit, mate"
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Fri 6 Jan 2006, 13:34,
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"the streets are paved with gold"
"no, that`s just congealed piss and vomit, mate"
i remember on old ladie in covent garden who was doing the round.
i gave her a handful of 2's and 1's, to which she replied, you have got any notes have you, i siad no and walked off leaving her with about 40p in copper.
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Fri 6 Jan 2006, 13:33,
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I had a similar experience at Waterloo station
I was asked by a young-ish beggar if I had any spare change, when I handed over the only money I had on me he said, "50 fucking p! You tight-arsed fucking cunt!"
That's gratitude for you, next time he's going to get a kick in the happy sacks...
...and like it.
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Fri 6 Jan 2006, 13:38,
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That's gratitude for you, next time he's going to get a kick in the happy sacks...
...and like it.