Oh,so now I,m a bloody vampire am I ? Ok you little Radders you,how close are you to that big tube wots gonna blow soon (the really big one is in October I believe)
Ok, all I wanna know is why older,fatter ladies (nobody here then ) always seem to lash bucket loads of toilet water or whatever it is.
There are quite a few older fatter ladies in my block and it is almost impossible to get in the lift with them, it is so over powering it makes me nauseous.
It is usually that sickly sweet one which is just so so yukky. Is it perhaps to ward me off
It,s ALWAYS winter in England ever since the so called Socialists ( just the sixties Conservative Party re-incarnated) took power back in the whatever...yonks ago.
9.00 am business meeting with client, followed by an hour in a bottle factory (amazing seeing liquid glass shooting out the melting vat into bottle making machines----learnt that the interior of the vat is lined with silicon,which happens to have the same melting point as sand,1,700 degrees,so as not to ruin the insides of the vat they add carbon to reduce the melting point of the sand to 1,200 degrees,so add that to your Head on Colider and smoke it......wow,going a little whoopy again.... )
Spent the rest of the afternoon on the beach and surfing now opff to do some guitar practice with a mate. Life is good.
Many years ago as a freelance writer (of quite some repute,ahem)I was given the job of writing a brochure for a motorshow. I decided to write a series of articles on road safety. Now one of the great things about that career was I had a lot of latitude to do pretty much what I liked. So, having decided on the theme I got in touch with regional police for help. It was great cause I got to spend a day on a police training skidpan as well as a day on the motorway with a motorway bobby. One of my most abiding memories is of sitting in a Range Rover with flashing blue lights and hearing the driver next to me say (with reference to a chocabloc road ahead) " Wanna see me move this lot to one side "? We did well in excess of a ton in the outside lane an you aint never seen cars ahead get out of your way so bloody quick. Whatever, one day I went to see a chief inspector at a big headquarters. I stopped at the security barrier and told the policeman on duty who I had come to see. He looked at me and said " Do you know who you are"?
I said " yes of course I do" and gave my name. He then went bright red and said " Sorry, I meant, does he know who you are?"
Fair play to you Smokes, was a bit close to the bone astwer. As for this being a dating sight I,m sure left to your good taste and eminent judgement of character you will indeed find me miss right. Long as her first name isn,t Always.
Hey Kidda, that,s one of the most bang on human insights ever, no really. It is THE only real justification for doing anything you know you shouldn,t.
About this time of night ladies and gentlemen I don,t know about you, but I like do like to move a petrie dish around a little, in or out of an autoclave which clearly says " Do not move".
How to get a girl...
Hey pops, enjoy him.Gonna get my boy tomorrow, wahaayyyy