Look! It's me in the Local PaperMost local papers will print any old rubbish. Far, far too many years ago I got into the Windsor, Slough and Eton Express after winning a fancy-dressed-bicycle competition. What they neglected to mention was that I was the only entrant.
What sad stuff have you been in your local rag for doing? Scan stuff in and show us if you can.
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chthonic, Thu 10 Feb 2005, 10:15)
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My Gay Dog.My dog, 'Boots', was gay. It is a fact. It used to shag other dogs, not bitches, on the corner of the street.
Anyway, it got it's jaw caught in the spokes of my bike trying to get a peice of meat my mum chucked to it. Cue the firebrigade, RSPCA, the whole fucking works coming out to rescue my dog. The result was picture of me (rather reluctantly) holding my dog in the local paper, with the completely fucked up bike in the foreground. Bastard fucking firemen.
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Laughing Boy, Thu 10 Feb 2005, 22:25,
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