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)
« Go Back | See The Full Thread
ha ha ha
Did you almost kill him with a two-inch punch?! And did a voice shout "Finish Him!" once you had "perfected" him? Wasn't the STI a Ford thing rather than a Honda? So many questions, but why the fuck not, I've got nothing to lose...
( , Wed 5 May 2010, 2:57, Reply)
Did you almost kill him with a two-inch punch?! And did a voice shout "Finish Him!" once you had "perfected" him? Wasn't the STI a Ford thing rather than a Honda? So many questions, but why the fuck not, I've got nothing to lose...
( , Wed 5 May 2010, 2:57, Reply)
« Go Back | See The Full Thread