Insults
Last week two kids ran past me, one chasing the other. As they passed, the little boy turns to the girl chasing him and screams, "go away, you, you... you GIRLPANTS."
She stopped dead, cut to the core. Well, sort of. Anyway, we've added it to our repertoire, but are keen to expand further our sweary lexicon. What's the best insult you've heard? How effective was it? How did they retaliate?
( , Thu 4 Oct 2007, 12:48)
Last week two kids ran past me, one chasing the other. As they passed, the little boy turns to the girl chasing him and screams, "go away, you, you... you GIRLPANTS."
She stopped dead, cut to the core. Well, sort of. Anyway, we've added it to our repertoire, but are keen to expand further our sweary lexicon. What's the best insult you've heard? How effective was it? How did they retaliate?
( , Thu 4 Oct 2007, 12:48)
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Curries
My mate used to be employed by Mr. and Mrs. Currie, as in the family name which started the electrical goods mega stores which are now all over the place. This guy is no shop floor employee he is a cider loving gardener who works on their countryside estate. Strangely enough Mr. and Mrs. Currie are rude stuck up cunts. After coming up to visit him for a few day drinking session, Mrs. Currie being the bitch that she is giving my mate beef for this or that reason. Poor bloke is in a delicate state. Stressed out, we get drunk again and I hop on a bus to the safety of my home leaving my mate to the horrors of Mrs. Currie. Latter that night I had to take the piss and send him a text inviting him out to a curry, his swift response was “yeah I could bloody murder a curry!”
( , Tue 9 Oct 2007, 13:09, Reply)
My mate used to be employed by Mr. and Mrs. Currie, as in the family name which started the electrical goods mega stores which are now all over the place. This guy is no shop floor employee he is a cider loving gardener who works on their countryside estate. Strangely enough Mr. and Mrs. Currie are rude stuck up cunts. After coming up to visit him for a few day drinking session, Mrs. Currie being the bitch that she is giving my mate beef for this or that reason. Poor bloke is in a delicate state. Stressed out, we get drunk again and I hop on a bus to the safety of my home leaving my mate to the horrors of Mrs. Currie. Latter that night I had to take the piss and send him a text inviting him out to a curry, his swift response was “yeah I could bloody murder a curry!”
( , Tue 9 Oct 2007, 13:09, Reply)
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