
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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I think it's because back home the boys tend to have everything done for them. A lad in our halls which should technically be a proper post, would smoke 60 a day, in his tiny halls room, refuse to speak english and never wash. He also told us he had a gun.
( , Mon 5 Oct 2009, 14:30, Reply)
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