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 Too, Walk With The Black Dog
And it managed to destroy my life until I found the happy-pills that work for me. Now I'm in a good place.
You think that you'll never get better. But you can and you probably will once you find the treatment that works for you.
Cheers
( , Tue 4 May 2010, 1:00, Reply)
And it managed to destroy my life until I found the happy-pills that work for me. Now I'm in a good place.
You think that you'll never get better. But you can and you probably will once you find the treatment that works for you.
Cheers
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