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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You're all twats.
From my (and some visiting friends) experience of the tube you all try to push yourselves on to the first train that arrives -- seperating groups of friends, couples, families and the like while you try to make up for the fact you spent half an hour too much in bed by grabbing a train that is 5 minutes ahead of the next.
Us Northern commuters are a stern and selfish bunch but you subterranean lot take the twice-baked.
( , Wed 5 May 2010, 18:10, Reply)
From my (and some visiting friends) experience of the tube you all try to push yourselves on to the first train that arrives -- seperating groups of friends, couples, families and the like while you try to make up for the fact you spent half an hour too much in bed by grabbing a train that is 5 minutes ahead of the next.
Us Northern commuters are a stern and selfish bunch but you subterranean lot take the twice-baked.
( , Wed 5 May 2010, 18:10, Reply)
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