I am in THE SOUTH
and despite having a couple of painful days of walking on the streets of London feeling sick and almost fainting with the pain, nobody has asked me if I'm ok or if I need help. Londoners...
(Aberracion Life's getting very complicated, but a lot of fun., Wed 20 Apr 2011, 13:48, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

That's not the fault of Londoners, that's the fault of cunts.

(wellgroomedwookiee is a filthy-minded hobgoblin, Wed 20 Apr 2011, 13:51, Reply)

Well
all the people I've met in the streets of London are cunts, then, from your words.
(Aberracion Life's getting very complicated, but a lot of fun., Wed 20 Apr 2011, 13:53, Reply)

No, all the people you've met have become sick of being preyed on by cunts.
Although maybe some of them were.
(wellgroomedwookiee is a filthy-minded hobgoblin, Wed 20 Apr 2011, 13:57, Reply)

I see what you mean
It's sad, though. I could have done with some help last week.
(Aberracion Life's getting very complicated, but a lot of fun., Wed 20 Apr 2011, 14:01, Reply)