So glad I left that fucking place.
An old schoolmate got off the train at Luton and was walking down the platform when 2 guys rushed past him, one of them slapping him on the back, or so he thought.
What actually happened was that the charming scumbag had slashed him with a craft knife or something so sharp he didn't feel it cut.
Luckily his leather jacket saved it from going in too deep.

Luton, where hope went to die but had to wait because there was a queue.
( Infidel , shit and wrong, Sat 29 Sep 2012, 22:48, Reply)