Rubbish Towns
I once went to Basildon. It was closed, I got chased by a bunch of knuckle-dragged yobs until I was lost in a maze of concrete alleyways and got food poisoning off pie. Tell us about the awful places you've visited or have your home.
Thanks to SpankyHanky for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Oct 2009, 11:07)
I once went to Basildon. It was closed, I got chased by a bunch of knuckle-dragged yobs until I was lost in a maze of concrete alleyways and got food poisoning off pie. Tell us about the awful places you've visited or have your home.
Thanks to SpankyHanky for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Oct 2009, 11:07)
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Ammanford
It's a tiny Welsh town in the Valleys where my Dad was born and raised. I'm not saying that the people are a bit rough, but after one night out in the pub when visiting my Gran, we stopped to get some chips on the way back to her house....
In the chippie, we both couldn't help noticing that the lady serving us had tattoos on her knuckles. We'd both had a few pints and were a bit chatty so my Dad piped up.
'What does that say on your knuckles, then?'
'Oh, that... it says 'STELL' love.'
'Stell?'
'Yeah, well my name's Stella, see, but I decided to get the tattoo then I realised I've only got five knuckles, like....'
EDIT: Other stuff I've remembered about Ammanford:
Being at a party at a rugby club and some guy who'd been hitting the beer all afternoon disappearing. A while later someone turns up who'd gone to have a look for him, and says 'Oh, he'll be alright... he's down at the river, just having a nap.'
Thought nothing of it until walking home and seeing the guy, asleep actually IN the Amman river (it's quite shallow).
Also, my dad told me about being Best Man for a mate of his from Ammanford when he was younger. He made his speech and proposed a toast to the Bride and Groom at the end. Some old guy came up to him at the bar afterward and said 'That was a bit fancy, wasn't it?' My Dad said 'What do you mean?'. 'Well,' said the Old Boy, 'a speech and a bloody toast - people will think you're showing off.'
On the plus side, pints of bitter used to be 89p in the Miners Club when I was about 15, and they didn't give a shit how old I was because my Grandad was a miner...
( , Thu 29 Oct 2009, 11:36, 4 replies)
It's a tiny Welsh town in the Valleys where my Dad was born and raised. I'm not saying that the people are a bit rough, but after one night out in the pub when visiting my Gran, we stopped to get some chips on the way back to her house....
In the chippie, we both couldn't help noticing that the lady serving us had tattoos on her knuckles. We'd both had a few pints and were a bit chatty so my Dad piped up.
'What does that say on your knuckles, then?'
'Oh, that... it says 'STELL' love.'
'Stell?'
'Yeah, well my name's Stella, see, but I decided to get the tattoo then I realised I've only got five knuckles, like....'
EDIT: Other stuff I've remembered about Ammanford:
Being at a party at a rugby club and some guy who'd been hitting the beer all afternoon disappearing. A while later someone turns up who'd gone to have a look for him, and says 'Oh, he'll be alright... he's down at the river, just having a nap.'
Thought nothing of it until walking home and seeing the guy, asleep actually IN the Amman river (it's quite shallow).
Also, my dad told me about being Best Man for a mate of his from Ammanford when he was younger. He made his speech and proposed a toast to the Bride and Groom at the end. Some old guy came up to him at the bar afterward and said 'That was a bit fancy, wasn't it?' My Dad said 'What do you mean?'. 'Well,' said the Old Boy, 'a speech and a bloody toast - people will think you're showing off.'
On the plus side, pints of bitter used to be 89p in the Miners Club when I was about 15, and they didn't give a shit how old I was because my Grandad was a miner...
( , Thu 29 Oct 2009, 11:36, 4 replies)
hahaha, classic :D
I thought a few people from Ammanford had 6 knuckles lol
( , Thu 29 Oct 2009, 11:57, closed)
I thought a few people from Ammanford had 6 knuckles lol
( , Thu 29 Oct 2009, 11:57, closed)
Reminds me of the story...
... about Shane Williams (tiny Wales rugby player for those not in the know) being in a fight in a Wine bar in Ammanford. Most were shocked that S. Williams would get into a fight in the first place, but mostly because there's no way Ammanford would have a wine bar.
Not sure if it is still open, but the OP reminded me of the Tycoch country club... so named as it was full of cunts!
( , Fri 30 Oct 2009, 15:26, closed)
... about Shane Williams (tiny Wales rugby player for those not in the know) being in a fight in a Wine bar in Ammanford. Most were shocked that S. Williams would get into a fight in the first place, but mostly because there's no way Ammanford would have a wine bar.
Not sure if it is still open, but the OP reminded me of the Tycoch country club... so named as it was full of cunts!
( , Fri 30 Oct 2009, 15:26, closed)
The Pick?
Weird place. They had a bust of Lenin in the upstairs room.
( , Fri 30 Oct 2009, 23:51, closed)
Weird place. They had a bust of Lenin in the upstairs room.
( , Fri 30 Oct 2009, 23:51, closed)
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