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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You are all quite right it is my fault for having a Vauxhall, and it is knackered. I think its real plan is to mkae me set it on fire and roll it into the sea so it can have a viking funeral, but that I get caught doing it and in its dying moments it can watch me being taken off in the back of a police Astra!
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