Tell us something really trivial about your life (vol - XIV)
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DickyC said:
VinceFox said:
Cock Womble 7 said:
VinceFox said:
Changedmyname said:
Cock Womble 7 said:
CMN's on drugs again.
Well ish, I have sold lots of meat today and I 'm happy at that.Who's Tex?
PoleDriver said:
Hot Zitz!
I salute you sir.Driving along one day, listening to Radio 2, the news came on and one of the items was that Captain Beefheart had died. The programme that followed just didn't do it for me after that news so I switched to CD. I had no idea what was in there as I hadn't used it for months. Frank Zappa's Hot Rats was all cued up. Bizarre but true.
For them as what don't know, the only non-instrumental on Hot Rats was the title track sung by Captain Beefheart.
Waugh-terfall said:
I decided to go to Canterbury after finishing in Brighton. Regret taking the scenic route... Anyway, didn't tell anyone I was coming, found that Mier and Laura were eating fish and chips on Whitstable Beach. Walked up from behind and confused the hell out of them.
I was tempted by some sort of cunnilingus edit but can't be arsed.Waugh-terfall said:
I decided to go to Canterbury after finishing in Brighton. Regret taking the scenic route... Anyway, didn't tell anyone I was coming, found that Mier and Laura were eating fish and chips on Whitstable Beach. Walked up from behind and confused the hell out of them.
Easily confused aren't they? Skip this one if you're tired of my day out with my lads on Wednesday. We hired three Caterhams for the day and had a fantastic time around the lanes of Surrey and Sussex. All three were 1.6 Roadsports; the boys had a Series 5 each and I had a Series 3 as I'm a bit diddier than they are. At one point on the return leg we were following a single decker bus at about 45 to 50mph. The convoy was No.2 son, a gap, No1 son, a gap, me, then no gap and a woman about my age hunched over the steering wheel of a Vauxhall Meriva. Honestly, she was inches behind me. The road straightened a bit, there was a car coming towards us in the distance and the Caterham Contingent blasted off as one. So did the lady in the Meriva. Except she didn't have as much "blast" potential as we did. We were well past the bus when we passed the opposing car which was now braking heavily at the sight of a bus with a small MPV halfway along its length attempting to overtake. The guy who had been forced to brake flashed the miscreant long and hard. And what did she do, from her precarious position? She flashed him back. What? Are you f
king mad, woman? You're on the wrong side of the road in the teeth of opposing traffic on a narrow country road and you're cross?
king mad, woman? You're on the wrong side of the road in the teeth of opposing traffic on a narrow country road and you're cross? DickyC said:
Skip this one if you're tired of my day out with my lads on Wednesday. We hired three Caterhams for the day and had a fantastic time around the lanes of Surrey and Sussex. All three were 1.6 Roadsports; the boys had a Series 5 each and I had a Series 3 as I'm a bit diddier than they are. At one point on the return leg we were following a single decker bus at about 45 to 50mph. The convoy was No.2 son, a gap, No1 son, a gap, me, then no gap and a woman about my age hunched over the steering wheel of a Vauxhall Meriva. Honestly, she was inches behind me. The road straightened a bit, there was a car coming towards us in the distance and the Caterham Contingent blasted off as one. So did the lady in the Meriva. Except she didn't have as much "blast" potential as we did. We were well past the bus when we passed the opposing car which was now braking heavily at the sight of a bus with a small MPV halfway along its length attempting to overtake. The
guy who had been forced to brake flashed the miscreant long and hard. And what did she do, from her precarious position? She flashed him back. What? Are you fking mad, woman? You're on the wrong side of the road in the teeth of opposing traffic on a narrow country road and you're cross?
guy who had been forced to brake flashed the miscreant long and hard. And what did she do, from her precarious position? She flashed him back. What? Are you f
king mad, woman? You're on the wrong side of the road in the teeth of opposing traffic on a narrow country road and you're cross? Gassing Station | The Lounge | Top of Page | What's New | My Stuff