
Pooster tells us that a relative was once sent to the shops to buy an onion, while the rest of the family went on a daytrip while he was gone. Meanwhile, whole sections of our extended kin still haven't got over a wedding brawl fifteen years ago – tell us about families at war.
( , Thu 12 Nov 2009, 12:24)
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Nice to hear good things!
When I was staying on a friends sofa I went to see the council about it (a while back) and get on this housing list. The lady I talked to openly said to me, that because I'm 'healthy', mid 20's and male I would really struggle.
However, if I was addicted to drugs or knocked some bird up, I'd have been given a place within a few weeks. Not heard anything from them since.
Sorry, didn't mean to end up posting a sob story. I was just reading through other peoples posts and thought I'd submit my own.
( , Wed 18 Nov 2009, 15:06, 2 replies)

get a smack head pregnant and get fucked yourself and they'll give you a fucking castle
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Where there the majority of the city population is teen mothers, meth addicts and gangs. Going to be a bloody long wait if the council have anything to do with it!
( , Wed 18 Nov 2009, 16:05, closed)

(I'm in East London)
( , Wed 18 Nov 2009, 16:25, closed)

I'm in Kent.
My offer in my message still stands. I really mean that. x
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