I thought I was about 96 er
I can't remember. Anyway, that doesn't mean I'm going to fucking waste money. From the front door of Hawksmoor Air Street, for the same amount you'd spend on a dinner there, you could get a cab to City airport, a flight to Edinburgh, an equally good steak at Wildfire and probably a go on one of the waitresses, too.
( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Wed 9 Jan 2013, 12:23, 2 replies, latest was 13 years ago)

*slagjocklols*

(Set your faces to Stunned Bigly, Wed 9 Jan 2013, 12:25, Reply)

i no, rite?

( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Wed 9 Jan 2013, 12:29, Reply)

Ah rimimber, reet,
when yous could gerra few pints anna fish soppeh out ovva firver an' *still* 'av yer bos fare 'ome
( Kroney, Wed 9 Jan 2013, 12:26, Reply)

what the fuck accent is that supposed to be?

( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Wed 9 Jan 2013, 12:28, Reply)

Something Northern, fuck knows. They're all the same to me.
Like darkies.
( Kroney, Wed 9 Jan 2013, 12:30, Reply)

textbook Boyce, there.

( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Wed 9 Jan 2013, 12:31, Reply)

Sometimes he gets channeled.

( Kroney, Wed 9 Jan 2013, 12:32, Reply)

A different drinking euphemism for every day of the month, that's Boycey

(Darth Foxtrot A one-man army dedicated to making fetch happen, Wed 9 Jan 2013, 12:32, Reply)

Kroney is so far up Monty's arse he can tickle his epiglottis

( Naked Ape call me Caitlyn, Wed 9 Jan 2013, 12:32, Reply)

The difference lies in the fact that Monty's joking
whereas I'm a genuinely unpleasant individual.
( Kroney, Wed 9 Jan 2013, 12:36, Reply)