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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The Phantom Pan Cracker of Old Norwich Town
This was a guy who regularly left things the size and appearance of a Subway steak & cheese foot long in our bogs. Every time he did, we had to call in plumbers.
They caught him eventually after he failed to make a quick enough getaway. His explanation?
"It must be the Hovis".
Yes, the guy ate a whole one every day.
( , Fri 30 Apr 2010, 23:17, 1 reply)
This was a guy who regularly left things the size and appearance of a Subway steak & cheese foot long in our bogs. Every time he did, we had to call in plumbers.
They caught him eventually after he failed to make a quick enough getaway. His explanation?
"It must be the Hovis".
Yes, the guy ate a whole one every day.
( , Fri 30 Apr 2010, 23:17, 1 reply)
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