Cunning Plans
I once devised a totally foolproof cunning plan to attract the attention of bikini-clad women, which - as you might imagine - failed miserably. Ever come up with a cunning plan for something? Did it work? What went wrong? Do you look back through the filter of the years with a burning sense of shame?
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( , Thu 5 Jul 2012, 11:57)
I once devised a totally foolproof cunning plan to attract the attention of bikini-clad women, which - as you might imagine - failed miserably. Ever come up with a cunning plan for something? Did it work? What went wrong? Do you look back through the filter of the years with a burning sense of shame?
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( , Thu 5 Jul 2012, 11:57)
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I have had two dishwashers for a number of years
on the ends of my arms. I fecking hate those bastard machines.
( , Thu 5 Jul 2012, 20:34, 1 reply)
on the ends of my arms. I fecking hate those bastard machines.
( , Thu 5 Jul 2012, 20:34, 1 reply)
I thought they were a good idea until I went to have lunch at my gran's, who has one.
Every plate, every cup, was literally squeaky clean. It was HOOOORRIBLE. I ate my lunch without trying to touch a thing and then she asked me to help unload the whole machine!
I will never, ever own a dishwasher! I would die of starvation.
( , Fri 6 Jul 2012, 12:06, closed)
Every plate, every cup, was literally squeaky clean. It was HOOOORRIBLE. I ate my lunch without trying to touch a thing and then she asked me to help unload the whole machine!
I will never, ever own a dishwasher! I would die of starvation.
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