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When I was still quite young, I was offered the chance to spend several weeks in the South of France. My Uncle was going to drive me down in his vintage MG sports car. There would be sun, sand and, crucially, French girls.

I was too scared of the French girls to go.

What do you regret not doing?

(, Thu 5 Oct 2006, 13:25)
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just breath and count to 10
i regret not waiting 10 more seconds before sticking my loaf on that little ginger cunt, if i had then the riot van would have sailed straight past. 200 hours sorting stinking rags in oxfam and 2000 quid for lamping a fucking chav who threw a bottle at my missus. haven't thought of a way to exact revenge yet without getting deeper into shit.

i suppose its because i'm not very creative, all i can think of involves an array of sharp/white hot implements and an abandoned warehouse, i'm trying to be a bit more subtle and non violent but its not coming to me.

this is my first post and i found it quite therapuetic, well more therapeutic than drowning those kittens.
(, Tue 10 Oct 2006, 12:47, Reply)

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