My Arch-nemesisI lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
(
Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
« Go Back | See The Full Thread
Pish through his letterbox.Or, for extra added unpleasantness, chuck a pint of milk and a bag of prawns into a blender, and pour the resulting prawn milkshake through the letterbox.
(, Thu 29 Apr 2010, 13:19, 1 reply)
on the first day of his two week holidayduring a heatwave
(
shinyshinyscalp less a man, more a way of life, Fri 30 Apr 2010, 14:00,
closed)
« Go Back | See The Full Thread