07-12-2016, 12:19
(This post was last modified: 07-12-2016, 12:22 by Daffodils on the piano.)
Our lass says are we going to have a few days away before Christmas,so like a xxxx I books us some where and we come back on the 17th of December.I forgot we had Rovrum at home.We went shopping in Dingle town last Monday,Meadowhell is too much of a ball ache, and our lass went in Primark,she came out pretty quick and said bloody hell there's some right munters in there,fat ugly,scruffy, kids with them who should be in care by the looks of the mothers.I said that's why we call them Dingles.I don't know why she went in,she doesn't buy owt from there,says it's all crap.
She said we are going some where this Friday but I really wasn't listening so xxxx knows where we'll be.Bastard shopping,especially at this time of year with all the idiots out in the shops.You can't even call for a pint because all the xxxx once a year cowboys will be in the pubs blocking the bar or being loud and knobheaded.
She said we are going some where this Friday but I really wasn't listening so xxxx knows where we'll be.Bastard shopping,especially at this time of year with all the idiots out in the shops.You can't even call for a pint because all the xxxx once a year cowboys will be in the pubs blocking the bar or being loud and knobheaded.
Nothing changes,again.