
Epic tales of the thumb, the open road and getting robbed by hairy-arsed truck drivers. Alternatively, travelling for free like a dreadful fare-jumping cheat. Confess.
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( , Thu 21 Aug 2014, 13:34)
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You're actually getting a strop on because, when someone is accused of being a 'home counties twat' and it turns out they actually live in the home counties despite you trying to claim otherwise?
I'll ask again - how the hell do you keep in work?
( , Thu 21 Aug 2014, 15:00, 1 reply)

i could have put "haha, yes, she was from a home county but she was actually from romford, which isn't very much like you'd think when you hear the phrase 'home counties'" but i didn't think it was necessary. i can't say i'm sorry either, this has amused my afternoon.
now, how the hell do you adminster drugs when you can't read?
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Thanks.
( , Thu 21 Aug 2014, 16:02, closed)

but i had a pink and green one as a child that would have made you stand up like a chapel hat peg
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