My Arch-nemesis
I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
I lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
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Ace.
A lad I worked with genuinely went out with a girl named Hester who came from Leicester and drove a Fiesta.
Perhaps he could do battle with Sav's bruv.
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 16:04, Reply)
A lad I worked with genuinely went out with a girl named Hester who came from Leicester and drove a Fiesta.
Perhaps he could do battle with Sav's bruv.
( , Thu 29 Apr 2010, 16:04, Reply)
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