I walked into a biker pub with a tubby t-shirt on a few years ago. There was a group just buying a round - 'Dave - you'll have one. Jon - Krony? Spiv - another?' so I piped up 'And I'll have Guinness!' (what the FUCK was I thinking?!). The guy turned to me, proper looked me up and down, and goes 'I don't think so ... Tubby.'
I looked down at my t-shirt, held it out (what what what am I doing?!) and coughed deliberately.
The biker goes 'Alright then. I don't think so, KING Tubby.'
How I managed to not get my head kicked in is a mystery.
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Fri 6 Mar 2009, 11:53,
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I looked down at my t-shirt, held it out (what what what am I doing?!) and coughed deliberately.
The biker goes 'Alright then. I don't think so, KING Tubby.'
How I managed to not get my head kicked in is a mystery.
cojones go a long way *has asked a large group of men from the HA to step outside before. Thank fuck they didn't agree.*
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Fri 6 Mar 2009, 11:55,
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I'd love to believe it was a really polite request, too: "Now listen here: you're acting the twat and I'd thank you to step into the car park and settle through the discourse of fisticuffs."
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Fri 6 Mar 2009, 11:59,
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it was probably something a little more agressive. I'm still here though (British HA are a bunch of pussies).
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