My awesome grandad flew in Wellingtons in the war. Damn, those shortages were terrible. Tell us about brilliant-stroke-rubbish grandparents.
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(, Thu 2 Jun 2011, 21:51)
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I'm not racist myself and I don't think my grandad was particularly racist as far as old people go, but once at the trafford centre whilst stood next to a family of black people he started telling me about a labrador that he used to have who's name rhymed with 'bigger'. Please bare in mind that I was only 13/14 and he was very hard of hearing so spoke quite loudly, I was absolutely shitting myself...
(, Mon 6 Jun 2011, 16:46, 6 replies)
He worked for British Armories a long time ago when Britain was still friends with Kernel Gaddafi and he went for a tour of the factory.
(, Mon 6 Jun 2011, 17:05, closed)
...or you don't know how to spell Colonel.
Not that he is one, of course. He's as much a colonel as I am an admiral of the fleet.
(, Mon 6 Jun 2011, 17:17, closed)
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