wheels.
Many moons ago I went out with a lovely girl from Tiverton, Devon. She was quite a well balanced happy individual and living in a rural area there were indeed plenty of secluded fields to walk across and maybe have a bit of alfresco fun. Of course fields meant farms and farms meant tractors, she was morbidly afraid of tractors she really really hated them. It really used to amuse me when meeting after she had finished work to walk her home past the tractor showrooms. Great fun. She said she used to like them, but now she is an ex-tractor fan.
( skeltonator Needs some new daps., Fri 1 Apr 2011, 11:40, 5 replies)

This is truly strange.
Up there with not liking kittens or that kinda shit.
(boozehound is drinking your bar dry, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 11:48, closed)

Is this anything to do with the bad joke
about the guy that sucked all the smoke out of the bar because he used to like tractors but doesn't any more?
( Peej, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 11:53, closed)

Ah shit.
I gotta get out more. Living in a rural community is no excuse for taking posts seriously.
(boozehound is drinking your bar dry, Fri 1 Apr 2011, 11:58, closed)

no seriously she really doesn't like tractors!

( skeltonator Needs some new daps., Fri 1 Apr 2011, 11:59, closed)

No this is true I tells ya!

( skeltonator Needs some new daps., Fri 1 Apr 2011, 11:58, closed)