My Arch-nemesisI lived in fear of a Darth Vader-esque school dinner lady who stood me perpetually at the naughty table for refusing to eat mushy peas. An ordeal made worse after I was caught spooning the accursed veg into her wellies. Who, we ask, has wrecked your life?
Thanks to Philly G for the suggestion
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 29 Apr 2010, 12:01)
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my brother and I did that.'cept we didn't have boxing gloves, so we used cricket gloves instead.
I'm not sure what kind of protection was afforded to us by the gloves or whether we would've been better off bare knuckle
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real i'm not happy 'til you're not happy, Thu 29 Apr 2010, 14:01,
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