Things we do to fit in"When I was fifteen," writes No3L, "I curled up in a Budgens trolley while someone pushed it through the supermarket doors to nick vodka and Benny Hedgehogs, just to hang out with my brother and his mates."
What have you done to fit in?
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chthonic, Thu 15 Jan 2009, 12:30)
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I Don't Know Matethey just seem to crawl out of the woodwork like cockroaches.
For some reason, what I write gets up some peoples noses and they feel the need to have go. I just hope that it makes them feel big and brave and it compensates for them having a crap, uninteresting life, sitting at home with their snot-nosed brat, swigging Tesco Value wine and eating food that's past it's sell-by date. Still, hubby doesn't notice as he's stoned out his gourd and playing X-Box.
Right happy little campers these proto-chavs are.
And me? I'm hiding from heat down here in Sunny Melbourne and waiting for it to get cool enough so I can go outside and crack a bottle of rather nice Shiraz and watch the stars in the Southern skies with my missus....
Cheers
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Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Mon 19 Jan 2009, 9:07,
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Aaahhhh! Now it makes sense! Your Australian!!!Aaahhhh! Now it makes sense! You're Australian!!! Your bitterness stems from a third-world inferiority complex and resentment that your ancestors were convicts and you compensate by making assumptions about other peoples' situations and bragging about drinking cheap wine in a dusty backyard with a woman called Darlene! Or am I just resorting to stereotypes born out of total fucking ignorance?
G'day!
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Close, But No CigarI, a Brit, a Geordie, who moved down under over a year ago....
But the rest is pretty close.
Cheers
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Legless Mister Stabby - shanks for the memory, Tue 20 Jan 2009, 5:10,
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