My Greatest RegretsWhen I was still quite young, I was offered the chance to spend several weeks in the South of France. My Uncle was going to drive me down in his vintage MG sports car. There would be sun, sand and, crucially, French girls.
I was too scared of the French girls to go.
What do you regret not doing?
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chthonic, Thu 5 Oct 2006, 13:25)
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I cry myself to sleepwishing I had been the one who put the bomp in the bomp-a-bomp-a-bomp.
It leaves a bitter taste in my mouth that it was probably the same man who put the ram in the ram-a-lam-a-ding-dong.
(, Sat 7 Oct 2006, 16:51, Reply)
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