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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Other way around.
My dachshund is the arch-nemesis to Honda Accords.
So I was out walking my dachshund one day when I came across a Honda Accord driver. I put him into a handbrake turn, etc etc.
( , Wed 5 May 2010, 18:14, closed)
My dachshund is the arch-nemesis to Honda Accords.
So I was out walking my dachshund one day when I came across a Honda Accord driver. I put him into a handbrake turn, etc etc.
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