We could start when the shops open at nine
and still be going when they throw us out.

Shopping is the best fun.
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Tue 6 Dec 2011, 20:27, 1 reply, 14 years ago)

It's cold and walky and wandery.
Boozing and eating and laughing at other people's clothes/rollers and getting haunted in hotel rooms is the best fun.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Tue 6 Dec 2011, 20:29, Reply)

Well, we got a bit of both.
Wags in rollers, ghosts in hotel rooms, and lots of drinking.

mr b3th was aghast at how much alcohol we got through during that lunch. I argued that three bottles of wine between four people was hardly excessive.
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Tue 6 Dec 2011, 20:31, Reply)

It was my mum's fault for buying the third one,
I'm sure we were all stone cold sober til she suggested that.
Also, tell him he's well gay.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Tue 6 Dec 2011, 20:33, Reply)

*points at watch*
*does excellent washing machine mime*
( CQ Knows the truth, all of it., Tue 6 Dec 2011, 20:35, Reply)

TA LA!!
See yous later.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Tue 6 Dec 2011, 20:36, Reply)

Being an old man, and not 'down' with the 'youth' vernacular
he is now worried about his sexuality.

To whit: "Ask her what the fuck that means!"
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Tue 6 Dec 2011, 20:37, Reply)

As roota has gone.
Tell him she was impugning his sexuality and the only way he can redeem himself is to take you roughly over your keyboard right now.
( CQ Knows the truth, all of it., Tue 6 Dec 2011, 20:38, Reply)

It's too late
I'm surrounded by quenders.
( b3th Not shit. Not mod., Tue 6 Dec 2011, 20:42, Reply)

Poor B3th.
*comforts*
( CQ Knows the truth, all of it., Tue 6 Dec 2011, 20:43, Reply)