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(, Sun 1 Apr 2001, 1:00)
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then realised i had been dreaming and it was only 6.30am.
and i was seriously seriously hungover. so i staggered to the fridge, flashed my pants to the flat opposite (what the fuck were they doing up at 6.30am?), glugged down 2 bottles of evian.
spent the next 2 hours lying in bed trying not to get up to go to the bathroom following 2 bottles of evian.
(, Fri 6 May 2011, 15:51, 3 replies, latest was 15 years ago)
they were a "giant mummy pants" horror.
(, Fri 6 May 2011, 15:53, Reply)
they were on the drying rack and i realised that they-
you know what, let's draw a veil over this one!
(, Fri 6 May 2011, 15:56, Reply)
Which is okay, since there's no one around to blind.
(, Fri 6 May 2011, 15:52, Reply)
After ten fucking years I still forget that I live on the ground floor on the main route from Hackney Road to the now-cool 'destination' of Broadway Market.
(, Fri 6 May 2011, 15:56, Reply)
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(, Fri 6 May 2011, 15:58, Reply)
is one of the main 'draws' of the locality.
(, Fri 6 May 2011, 16:00, Reply)
unless I'm drunk, then I really don't care
as long as your hands are covering your boobs it's okay, right?
(, Fri 6 May 2011, 16:03, Reply)
when I say NAKED I mean just wearing pants
not naked naked
what sort of heathen do you take me for?
(, Fri 6 May 2011, 16:08, Reply)
At least half my street have seen my morning bongle by now.
(, Fri 6 May 2011, 15:55, Reply)
So one day he stood naked in front of the door and "prepared" himself, she opened the door screamed and ran away never to disturb his sleep again.
(, Fri 6 May 2011, 15:56, Reply)
after I realised that I had been beaten to it.
Poor postman.
(, Fri 6 May 2011, 16:02, Reply)
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