Attractive girls in Wigan..
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Do they exist?
Lunch time on a hot & sunny day & not a single lass worth an ogle!
lots of peroxide & make up put on with a shovel types tho.
I shant visit there again then! its almost on a par with Basingstoke for howlers!
Blimey even grimey old Coventry or Birmingham has many fair maidens scattered about on these sunny days, while smokey old London may be a congested unfriendly ghetto, but is akin to an international supermodels playground in the summer!
Slightly odd town Wigan tho isnt it?- It does seem to be a town with an overload of rather low IQ looking fellows with tattoos.
>> Edited by iguana on Tuesday 6th September 22:32
Lunch time on a hot & sunny day & not a single lass worth an ogle!
lots of peroxide & make up put on with a shovel types tho. I shant visit there again then! its almost on a par with Basingstoke for howlers!
Blimey even grimey old Coventry or Birmingham has many fair maidens scattered about on these sunny days, while smokey old London may be a congested unfriendly ghetto, but is akin to an international supermodels playground in the summer!
Slightly odd town Wigan tho isnt it?- It does seem to be a town with an overload of rather low IQ looking fellows with tattoos.
>> Edited by iguana on Tuesday 6th September 22:32
Well, good to see you managed to figure out everything about Wigan from a single lunch time.
Having lived in Wigan all my life (apart from when I lived in Manchester, and spent time in Poland, but sort of), I can honestly say that you are totally and utterly wrong. It's just that on a weekday in the town centre all as you get is the horrifying chavs (men and women), of which there are plenty.
If you spent some time here and went to the places the decent people go, you would see it in a different light. Though I must admit the complete and utter
its are rife, it's not all like that.
Having lived in Wigan all my life (apart from when I lived in Manchester, and spent time in Poland, but sort of), I can honestly say that you are totally and utterly wrong. It's just that on a weekday in the town centre all as you get is the horrifying chavs (men and women), of which there are plenty.
If you spent some time here and went to the places the decent people go, you would see it in a different light. Though I must admit the complete and utter
its are rife, it's not all like that.iguana said:
I shant visit there again then! its almost on a par with Basingstoke for howlers!
the birds in Boringstoke have improved,only the other night i made a mental note of how well they looked,and 2 seperate fares in my cab made the same observation without my prompting,and, the girls are wearing shorter skirts its just a shame their heads are stuck up them 
Are you a Sumo wrestler?moleamol said:
Well, good to see you managed to figure out everything about Wigan from a single lunch time.
Hey I only mentioned the absence of saucy maidens, no particular aspersions have been cast on the northen monkey town, & as a town it diddnt seem as bad as Warrington anyway!
Now moving south, Slough on the other hand, now that place just needs bombing- what a hovel! its almost as awful as Thurrock or Basildon!
moleamol said:Did you hear that whistling noise and notice your fringe had been disturbed?
Well, good to see you managed to figure out everything about Wigan from a single lunch time.
Having lived in Wigan all my life (apart from when I lived in Manchester, and spent time in Poland, but sort of), I can honestly say that you are totally and utterly wrong. It's just that on a weekday in the town centre all as you get is the horrifying chavs (men and women), of which there are plenty.
If you spent some time here and went to the places the decent people go, you would see it in a different light. Though I must admit the complete and utter
FYI, that was the joke going over your head.
Just so you know.
chim_knee said:If that was a joke it was the shittest joke to date.
Well, good to see you managed to figure out everything about Wigan from a single lunch time.
Having lived in Wigan all my life (apart from when I lived in Manchester, and spent time in Poland, but sort of), I can honestly say that you are totally and utterly wrong. It's just that on a weekday in the town centre all as you get is the horrifying chavs (men and women), of which there are plenty.
If you spent some time here and went to the places the decent people go, you would see it in a different light. Though I must admit the complete and utter
Did you hear that whistling noise and notice your fringe had been disturbed?
FYI, that was the joke going over your head.
Just so you know.
Anyway, at least I have a fringe to disturb.
moleamol said::speechless:
moleamol said:
Well, good to see you managed to figure out everything about Wigan from a single lunch time.
Having lived in Wigan all my life (apart from when I lived in Manchester, and spent time in Poland, but sort of), I can honestly say that you are totally and utterly wrong. It's just that on a weekday in the town centre all as you get is the horrifying chavs (men and women), of which there are plenty.
If you spent some time here and went to the places the decent people go, you would see it in a different light. Though I must admit the complete and utter
Did you hear that whistling noise and notice your fringe had been disturbed?
FYI, that was the joke going over your head.
Just so you know.
If that was a joke it was the shittest joke to date.
Anyway, at least I have a fringe to disturb.
Sorry! 
Gazboy said:
We were in Uxbridge on Sunday, the Missus had £75 of River Island vouchers to spend, so in we go...
On the wall, is some nonsense like:
WOMAN Female gender of any race of the Homo Sapien, characterised by superior posture, great sense of style, accelerated speach and social skills.
Then this absolute moonpig turns up, gut hanging out, skirt not covering acres of white turkey flesh, greasy hair in a Croydon facelift, fake tan on face only, and she was huge. Said minger then yells "TanYAAA- Came an' 'ava look at'is facking skirt" All said underneith that sign.
Aah. The Uxbridge specimen, a rare breed of the filthiest chavette. I see them regularly - I am unfortunate enough to work down the road.
Never go in the the Chimes Shopping Centre unarmed - the hooped gold earrings / medallions and fat belly's will get yer!!!
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