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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It's not a polaver
It's a cardigan, but thanks for noticing.
I hate his guts too though. The arrogance and self-righteousness was amusing at first, but now it’s worn seriously fucking thin.
( , Tue 4 May 2010, 11:28, 1 reply)
It's a cardigan, but thanks for noticing.
I hate his guts too though. The arrogance and self-righteousness was amusing at first, but now it’s worn seriously fucking thin.
( , Tue 4 May 2010, 11:28, 1 reply)
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