My Arch-nemesis
I 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
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
I 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
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
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So.
You're admitting, on the internet, to having a rancid cock?
( , Fri 30 Apr 2010, 15:56, 1 reply)
You're admitting, on the internet, to having a rancid cock?
( , Fri 30 Apr 2010, 15:56, 1 reply)
We're presuming they're a guy... s/he could have a putrid set of beef curtains instead.
Just saying.
( , Sat 1 May 2010, 8:26, closed)
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