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self = rose. am better at making sponge cakes than amusing entries for b3ta challenges.
uni student, politics, edinburgh.
likes - childishness (not like that), failing university (in favour of music, drug taking, internet browsing and other general time wasting).
dislikes - cheese (sorry), capital letters (again, sorry).
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lo.
self = rose. am better at making sponge cakes than amusing entries for b3ta challenges.
uni student, politics, edinburgh.
likes - childishness (not like that), failing university (in favour of music, drug taking, internet browsing and other general time wasting).
dislikes - cheese (sorry), capital letters (again, sorry).
toodlepip.
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» Awesome Sickies
the secret
a friend of mine was struggling to cope with the pressures of working two jobs ammounting to forty hours a week plus full-time college education last winter. naturally the unpaid for position of student went neglected most but corners had to be cut on the employment front too.
one day he rings up the video rental shop to speak to the (thoroughly incompetent, mentally-deficiant, 45-year-old chav) manager to try and get the night off:
"Look, Linda, we need to talk. There's something I haven't told you. I know I've been in a bit late a couple of times lately and I've blamed the weather and things but it's something else. I...I'm Santa."
Funny thing though, he was working as father christmas in a shopping centre as his other job. i applied as an elf. i didn't get it though.
first qotw answer. woot.
(Thu 15th Jun 2006, 3:52, More)
the secret
a friend of mine was struggling to cope with the pressures of working two jobs ammounting to forty hours a week plus full-time college education last winter. naturally the unpaid for position of student went neglected most but corners had to be cut on the employment front too.
one day he rings up the video rental shop to speak to the (thoroughly incompetent, mentally-deficiant, 45-year-old chav) manager to try and get the night off:
"Look, Linda, we need to talk. There's something I haven't told you. I know I've been in a bit late a couple of times lately and I've blamed the weather and things but it's something else. I...I'm Santa."
Funny thing though, he was working as father christmas in a shopping centre as his other job. i applied as an elf. i didn't get it though.
first qotw answer. woot.
(Thu 15th Jun 2006, 3:52, More)
» Road Rage
drive-by - the wettening
the setting - a long, stony friday evening in mid-July in my chav-infested village.
supplies - 1 car, 2 water pistols.
you can probably put all that together and figure out what we got up to. the only problem came when we decided to start hitting bouncers with our watery bullets. we hit one HUGE motherfucker outside our most despised local club {it used to be a cool cinema} and with speed that i can't help but admire this brick wall of a man leaps into his brick wall of a car {a black Jeep} and chases our little Ford Escourt out of town. the chase saw us nearly crashing into an Ecilop car {thankfully vacant} whilst the bouncer guy screamed "GET OUT OF THAT FUCKING CAR" at us for about half a mile. he gave up eventually. maybe he noticed this was two stoned students and not the Stalyvegas Masseeev.
lesson from this? don't get bouncers slightly damp. they don't like it no they don't.
(Sun 15th Oct 2006, 17:57, More)
drive-by - the wettening
the setting - a long, stony friday evening in mid-July in my chav-infested village.
supplies - 1 car, 2 water pistols.
you can probably put all that together and figure out what we got up to. the only problem came when we decided to start hitting bouncers with our watery bullets. we hit one HUGE motherfucker outside our most despised local club {it used to be a cool cinema} and with speed that i can't help but admire this brick wall of a man leaps into his brick wall of a car {a black Jeep} and chases our little Ford Escourt out of town. the chase saw us nearly crashing into an Ecilop car {thankfully vacant} whilst the bouncer guy screamed "GET OUT OF THAT FUCKING CAR" at us for about half a mile. he gave up eventually. maybe he noticed this was two stoned students and not the Stalyvegas Masseeev.
lesson from this? don't get bouncers slightly damp. they don't like it no they don't.
(Sun 15th Oct 2006, 17:57, More)