Scary Neighbours
My immediate neighbours are lovely. But the next house down from that? Crimminy biscuits - he's a 70 year old taxi driver who loves to tell me at length about the people he's put in hospital and how Soho is "run by Maltese ponces." How scary are your neighbours?
( , Thu 25 Aug 2005, 13:20)
My immediate neighbours are lovely. But the next house down from that? Crimminy biscuits - he's a 70 year old taxi driver who loves to tell me at length about the people he's put in hospital and how Soho is "run by Maltese ponces." How scary are your neighbours?
( , Thu 25 Aug 2005, 13:20)
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Halls
Mainly posting this because I fancy having a go a them.
James - Posh schoolboy twat in the room next to me in Halls (Scraptoft Campus, DeMontfort Uni, Throsby hall, downstairs on the right, 1991) shagging some irish slut called Peta. You were fucking loud and everyone hated you. Mainly cos you were a public schoolboy and you only hung around with other soggy-biscuit champions like yourself. Anyway, Peta told me I was looking through your keyhole whilst you were shagging. a) We could hear every sound, no imagination required. b) you didnt last that long c) It was Paul down the other end of the corridor what did it because the cleaner saw him. and d) how would you know anyway?!
James - you were and no doubt always will be a twat. Oh and she used to shag your mate - the other blonde aryan nazi mate of yours. The one in the cricket jumper. Yes really.
15 years later, its still on my mind. Thats how much of a twat you were. Twatty twat McTwat twat. Oh and it was me that nicked the electrical fuses when you turned your stereo on at 5am - the box was in the kitchen in one of the cupboards. You dont know how much that amused me. Particularly when I took them with me at weekends.
I think thats specific enough. Thanks B3ta for that. Tally ho.
( , Tue 30 Aug 2005, 13:47, Reply)
Mainly posting this because I fancy having a go a them.
James - Posh schoolboy twat in the room next to me in Halls (Scraptoft Campus, DeMontfort Uni, Throsby hall, downstairs on the right, 1991) shagging some irish slut called Peta. You were fucking loud and everyone hated you. Mainly cos you were a public schoolboy and you only hung around with other soggy-biscuit champions like yourself. Anyway, Peta told me I was looking through your keyhole whilst you were shagging. a) We could hear every sound, no imagination required. b) you didnt last that long c) It was Paul down the other end of the corridor what did it because the cleaner saw him. and d) how would you know anyway?!
James - you were and no doubt always will be a twat. Oh and she used to shag your mate - the other blonde aryan nazi mate of yours. The one in the cricket jumper. Yes really.
15 years later, its still on my mind. Thats how much of a twat you were. Twatty twat McTwat twat. Oh and it was me that nicked the electrical fuses when you turned your stereo on at 5am - the box was in the kitchen in one of the cupboards. You dont know how much that amused me. Particularly when I took them with me at weekends.
I think thats specific enough. Thanks B3ta for that. Tally ho.
( , Tue 30 Aug 2005, 13:47, Reply)
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