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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"At our house we sing "Master Andrew Pandrew is coming to play", because we're not common."
That woulda shown 'er, shown 'er good 'n' proper.
( , Fri 30 Apr 2010, 12:38, 1 reply)
That woulda shown 'er, shown 'er good 'n' proper.
( , Fri 30 Apr 2010, 12:38, 1 reply)
Cheers Duck!
I'll remember that one if I see Sarah again.
That'll show her (I'm pushing 40 BTW)
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I'll remember that one if I see Sarah again.
That'll show her (I'm pushing 40 BTW)
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