the ability to talk to friends who stop me killing myself when uber depressed
debs me darlin we all loves ya, ranting and ravin or not, we loves ya
why change the person we all know and loves ehhhhh
whats superstition when its home
ben walking under ladders all day long, broke 2 mirrors and still hereeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeeee
who the fuck left a hole in the middle of the road
mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmm both helen and misschief
somebody take pity and let them cum
typical mate, you have to pick the only week I am working, or is that just me being awkward as sin
offs who cares
mebbe next time m8, in the meantime have fun
if your cparty was like the Leicester munch then it would have been just great. People happy to talk and laugh, relaxed as hell without all the bullshit pressure you find down the local, some very interseting and pleasurable events afterwards for those who felt like it, and nobody anywhere that felt pressured
I would agree, if you have the chance to attend a party or a munch, do it, you wont be regretting it afterwards, just wondering why you didnt do it sooner
make it east mids and I will take you up on that :P
well what do we say
kenny everett style or alf garnett even
last time I played it was by the old rules of whatever you had left at the end of the day was what you went home wearing.
In my case it was G-String, fishnets (without betlt) boxers and a golds gym vest. The taxi driver was pissin himself
usually Drukwerk and Laat me aleen, or Corri Konings en de beste van
unless of course I have been lucky enough to be taking a gorgeous lady to my bed
looooooooolll
best of luck, tho I dont know just how much of that you will get
m, will trim me nails as well then :P
/me wonders if its his cam belt thats shagged out then