Local CriminalsMy friend grew up in Gloucester and claims that Fred West was well liked by her parents. Tell us some tales of your local criminals. Did you live next door to Ronnie Biggs? Did Harold Shipman murder your nan? Or perhaps you live in the same town as the shoplifting seagull.
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My Dad used to nick Biscuits from the corner shop when they were closed by putting his arm through the letter box.
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^ Young Master Tickle(
monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Fri 7 Oct 2016, 8:14,
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my dad and his mates used to go into the corner shop and do hilarious things like:go up to the shopkeeper: "have you got any broken biscuits?"
"yes"
"well mend them then!" and run away giggling.
or: "have you got any dry biscuits?"
"yes"
"well give them a drink then!" and run away giggling.
twats. then one magical day my dad found a sixpence and was able to do this:
"have you got any broken biscuits?"
"sigh. yes."
"well giz us a big bagful then!"
I think lols and whole biscuits were hard to come by in the 1940's.
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rachelswipe with a fork, Fri 7 Oct 2016, 12:08,
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Comedy wasn't invented until some time in the mid seventies.(
monster munch person, man, woman... camera... TV?, Fri 7 Oct 2016, 13:34,
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this was todmorden, west yorkshireit's still 1943 there
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rachelswipe with a fork, Mon 10 Oct 2016, 12:27,
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"yes"
"well mend them then!" and run away giggling.
or: "have you got any dry biscuits?"
"yes"
"well give them a drink then!" and run away giggling.
twats. then one magical day my dad found a sixpence and was able to do this:
"have you got any broken biscuits?"
"sigh. yes."
"well giz us a big bagful then!"
steal cheap cigarettes
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Kroney, Fri 7 Oct 2016, 14:30,
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