I was in a train that stopped there the other day.
Grim.
(PsychoChomp, Thu 24 Nov 2011, 11:56, 2 replies, latest was 14 years ago)

The trick is to close your eyes, click your heels together and repeat "there's no place like home"
as a friend of mine told me, yes, very good
(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Thu 24 Nov 2011, 11:57, Reply)

its not funny when you do it

(Quintno EXPERIMENT RUINED CANCELLED, LEFT 4EVER, Thu 24 Nov 2011, 11:58, Reply)

That's our line

(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Thu 24 Nov 2011, 12:02, Reply)

Posting this for you again, 'cause I love Larkin:
Coming up England by a different line
For once, early in the cold new year,
We stopped, and, watching men with number plates
Sprint down the platform to familiar gates,
"Why, Coventry!" I exclaimed. "I was born here."
( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Thu 24 Nov 2011, 12:01, Reply)

Larkin was a dirty old bastard
I love him. About Kings High (Girls) School in Warwick:

"I would give all I possess
(Money keys wallet personal effects and articles of dress)
To stick my tool
Up the prettiest girl in Warwick King's High School."
(Himjim died a little more inside on, Thu 24 Nov 2011, 12:17, Reply)