Oh we used
to steal all the local gnomes we could find on the way home from the pub and leave them in my mates ( commercial ) garage for him to find. He knew all along ( 2 years and more ) but never mentioned it once until his wedding when he pulled me aside and said.
"fuck off with the gnomes, cones and road signs please"
I miss Bob. The daft cunt.
( Pasanonic WARNING - May induce flouncing., Fri 28 Mar 2008, 1:02, archived)

my mates live a couple of miles away
so i can't do this. plus, when i'm drunk, i'm usually with them
( Smash Monkey mr. flibble says "game over, boys", Fri 28 Mar 2008, 1:14, archived)