Nights Out Gone WrongIn celebration of the woman who went out for a quiet drink with friends after work, and ended up half naked, kicking a copper in the nads and threatening to smear her own shit over hospital staff, how have your best-laid plans ended in woe?
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chthonic, Thu 24 Mar 2011, 16:02)
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Ah yes.The Victoria Line is my vice.
"Oh, we're at Blackhorse Road - I'll just wait until we're going back and then ... oh ... we're at Blackhorse Road, I'll just ... oh ... we're at Brixton ... "
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Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Fri 25 Mar 2011, 14:54,
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