I Hurt My Rude Bits, AgainMy commute to work was made excellent the other day when I saw a motorcyclist try to ride on the pavement to avoid a traffic queue, lose control, fall off and land bollock-first on a concrete bollard. He was fine, eventually – but tell us your tales of the old blinding agony to the gentleman's or gentlewoman's area.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 7 Mar 2013, 12:50)
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So - I was visiting my Irish in-laws, one of whom has just had a sprog with her German husband.I bought her little kid one of those little plastic oversized Australian rat things from a local toy shop as a welcome.
Unbeknownst to me, on a recent trip to Oz, said husband had had a rather frightening and psychologically-damaging encounter with one of these creatures, and as I presented my gift, I saw my Eire Tomy Roo, Debitz aging.
Fuck off.
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 13 Mar 2013, 9:25,
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See that trail of dark, glistening droplets?That's the blood leaking from the twitching anus of the English language after you buttraped it.
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.Yeti., Wed 13 Mar 2013, 11:05,
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*furywanks*(
Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Wed 13 Mar 2013, 11:06,
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