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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I would say my arch-nemesis
is the internet when I'm home alone. I get fuck-all done even though I start the day with a checklist. Putting off cutting the grass for another ten minutes will hardly turn the garden into a jungle.
( , Fri 30 Apr 2010, 18:58, Reply)
is the internet when I'm home alone. I get fuck-all done even though I start the day with a checklist. Putting off cutting the grass for another ten minutes will hardly turn the garden into a jungle.
( , Fri 30 Apr 2010, 18:58, Reply)
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