Among the romantic things I've done to Mrs Vagabond
is stagger into our room at 6am, and tell her proudly, "I've jus drunk borrel of Tesco Value whisky with your brother. Love you - g'night." and fall on top of her, snoring.

It did taste surprisingly palatable at the time, and the shame has made me an even better person.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 19 Sep 2013, 10:40, 1 reply, 12 years ago)

You should have a chat with Windy about that time he couldn't get his boots off.

( Kroney, Thu 19 Sep 2013, 10:41, Reply)

Windy - would you be so good as to provide details regarding the above?
In N'Awlins recently I partook of a couple of bourbons, which I rather enjoyed.

Should this fact further justify me killing myself?
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 19 Sep 2013, 10:44, Reply)

b3ta.com/questions/offtopic/post1879668
( Windy Pig I'm naturally quite suspicious about the moon., Thu 19 Sep 2013, 10:47, Reply)

Having read that and it's responses.
I now feel even more inadequate.

Excellent stuff.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 19 Sep 2013, 10:48, Reply)