it's more in the middle of the night
if i run out to get a bottle of evian or something thinking "it's ok, it's dark" and then completely forget that when i open the fridge door it will be like standing in a spotlight. i have probably devalued their flat by about 30,000.
( rachelswipe with a fork, Sun 12 Sep 2010, 23:44, 1 reply, 15 years ago)

Evian? EVIAN?
You're forgetting your northern roots; it's a bucket of rainwater that was collected three weeks ago and has now gone slightly green or nowt, lass.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Sun 12 Sep 2010, 23:47, Reply)

when i am up north
i will drink tap water or the filtered stuff (my dad has one of those plumbed in fridges). but in london there is no chance, it has got to be evian, fuck that filtered through 9 other people's kidneys shit!
( rachelswipe with a fork, Sun 12 Sep 2010, 23:49, Reply)

You're northern and therefore, by proxy, 'ard as fookin' nails, lass.
You should be bypassing the 9 times filtered shite and simply drinking the piss of tramps as a matter of course anyway.
( Davros' Granddad a voice of calm reason in a world of spastics., Sun 12 Sep 2010, 23:52, Reply)

plumbed in fridges?
Down my way, we call that a cistern.
( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Sun 12 Sep 2010, 23:53, Reply)

After the last Manchester bash
I had my first taste of Manchester water for several months. It was the sweetest thing ever.

Of course it might have been because I was horrifically dehydrated and still a little drunk and ashamed. But I still maintain it was the water itself.
( Lampito rise with the moon, go to bed with the sun, Sun 12 Sep 2010, 23:57, Reply)