Midsomer Norton, Somerset
... is where I grew up.

Sitting outside one of the pubs and nursing a pint or two with a friend one summer's afternoon, some girls that knew my mate came over to chat to him. I said something conversational; I can't remember what, but I'm pretty sure it contained a polysyllable or something, for, with a look that if looks could kill would have me still burning to this day, one of the girls looked me up and down and said in the most spiteful, accusatory manner I have ever heard, "Urr yew intelligent or summat?!"
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Thu 29 Oct 2009, 12:07, 4 replies)

You should have killed her
and given John Nettles something to investigate.
( K2k6 has a proper job these days, Thu 29 Oct 2009, 12:15, closed)

PMSL
Edits original reply, because i wasnt there recently at all, was somewhere else nearby ;)
(insomniac-surfer oh go on then, just this once, Thu 29 Oct 2009, 12:24, closed)

I think this is quite a common phenomenon across rural somerset

( MrSanity has maybe kicked the WoW habit forever, Thu 29 Oct 2009, 12:58, closed)

Hahahhahahaha
*pause* hahahaha... just when I was thinking nowhere round here would really get a mention! Could have been worse though, least it wasn't PSJ or Radstock! Congrats on escaping!

/local
( Jimbuktu See? Right here, Thu 29 Oct 2009, 14:00, closed)