Haaaaaaaaa, there'a a shop called Starlight stores in a village called Downley, just outside High Wycombe where I went to Uni that employs kids and every single fucking time my flatmates and I were in there there would be a strangled cry of
PAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT...CAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAARD. The twisted gnarled form of Pat would then lumber out of the back room, still on the phone, gurning away and adjusting her skirt - she only had 3 functional fingers on her left hand, so it took a while. Take one look at us and snarl "Serve em quick"
( fuck shit up the best you never had, Tue 17 Nov 2009, 13:08, Reply)