I used to live next door to a pair of elderly naturists, only finding out about their hobby when they bade me a cheerful, saggy 'Hello' while I was 25 feet up a ladder repairing the chimney. Luckily, a bush broke my fall, but the memory of a fat, naked man in an ill-fitting wig will live with me forever.
(, Thu 1 Oct 2009, 12:41)
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when he chooses Dad's retirement home.
Trust me, it'll be the most wee-smelling, drunken-staffed, bucket-chaired hellhole he can find.
(, Mon 5 Oct 2009, 13:43, 1 reply)
I'd like to think so! Poor kid just looked completely beaten every time I saw him.
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