
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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News headlines. Miners Strike, The Fox burgling rapist hostage taker with gun.
I sold my coach ticket and Walkman for booze and so I had to hitch homewards.
First lift (8ish pm), Glasgow - lorry driver and going to Lanark. Oh well, it's a start. The tractor unit is very loud and he is incomprehensible but I get the gist that all miners are cunts and Maggie is the best thing since sliced bread.
Second Lift, Lanark to Lockerbie - lorry driver. tractor unit is quieter. I am able to ascertain that miners are all cunts and fucking labour party are fucking useless cunts. That 'the fox', string 'em up. Then a brief respite before he told me about the terrible abuse he suffered from his father.
Picked up by two men a Charnock Richard. Their conversation about North West Clubs alerted me to the fact that they were homosexuals. That and all the schoolboy uniforms that were covered in blood on the back seat. I said I was also an illegal boy, as at that time the age of consent was 21 (quite right) but this did not stop them propositioning me for sex and I agreed to their lewd invitation. We stopped at one of the guys father's house. In the morning I walked from Accrington to Burnley.
( , Thu 21 Aug 2014, 22:40, 11 replies)

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Although I have fond memories of charnock richard from the days of dirty warehouse parties
( , Fri 22 Aug 2014, 0:12, closed)

You've never left the house due to your grotesque appearance and odiferous nature never mind been to glasgow
( , Fri 22 Aug 2014, 9:31, closed)

***** shakes handbag at you *******
Must be an accurate assumption then
( , Fri 22 Aug 2014, 10:21, closed)

When the cats got your tongue
( , Fri 22 Aug 2014, 11:46, closed)

yourself BAWBAG
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