Today is a squelchy day?
Shall I get the wellies?
I'm well thankyou, bit of a fuzzy head but nothing this coffee can't handle. Hows you?
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Fri 27 Jan 2006, 10:58,
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I'm well thankyou, bit of a fuzzy head but nothing this coffee can't handle. Hows you?
Hungover.
Hungover. Hungover. Hungover. Hungover. Hungover. Hungover. Bacon! Hungover.
Yes, squelchy! It's drizzling in Manc. Or it was. But then it's Manc, so no surprise there. I'm only going out in wellies with you if we can stop off at a pub on the way and get drunk and throw them over a fence into a field. :)
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Fri 27 Jan 2006, 10:59,
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Yes, squelchy! It's drizzling in Manc. Or it was. But then it's Manc, so no surprise there. I'm only going out in wellies with you if we can stop off at a pub on the way and get drunk and throw them over a fence into a field. :)
Bacon bacon bacon bacon!
and 10, 000, 000 cups of tea.
And more bacon.
EDIT: Why else would you wear wellies? Theyre for throwing at cows.
But not sheep. Sheep rock.
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Fri 27 Jan 2006, 11:01,
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And more bacon.
EDIT: Why else would you wear wellies? Theyre for throwing at cows.
But not sheep. Sheep rock.
haha
I used to throw my wellies at pigs when I got annoyed. And then realise I had to walk through pig shit to get them back
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Fri 27 Jan 2006, 11:04,
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'Ning!
"Biggar" indeed.... Funny really, you came in, and all of a sudden, I was.
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Fri 27 Jan 2006, 10:58,
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Hahaha, that's a coincidence.
You giant lurker. How goes it m'dears?
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Fri 27 Jan 2006, 11:02,
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