The last time I was down the Cowgate
I saw a young lass, maybe mid-20s, wearing a short skirt and with shit all the way down the back of her legs, clambering into the back of a taxi.

Classy.
(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Fri 16 Aug 2013, 12:13, 3 replies, latest was 12 years ago)

I bet you were hard as diamond in seconds

( The Light in Chains don't touch the Pope's boner, Fri 16 Aug 2013, 12:18, Reply)

Positively priapic, old stick.
Incidentally, 'Positively Priapic' would be a decent band name. Maybe a Totally Tropical tribute act?
(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Fri 16 Aug 2013, 13:27, Reply)

Classy And that, kids, is how I met your mother.
( tangledupinblue hairy badge with moving eyes, Fri 16 Aug 2013, 12:18, Reply)

"Follow that taxi! I'm gonna wed that sexy biatch!"

(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Fri 16 Aug 2013, 13:28, Reply)

I just don't go down the Cowgate any more.
Although, I did have my wedding reception in the Caves, which is technically at the other end of Cowgate. It's amazing how even down there you get such huge variation between "Classy" and "no, actually, really fairly classy"
( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Fri 16 Aug 2013, 12:32, Reply)

That's Edinburgh in a nutshell, to be fair.

(Reverend Fister "a disciplined fuckwit", Fri 16 Aug 2013, 13:28, Reply)