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.
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'fuck off with the gnomes, cones and road signs please'
I miss Bob. The daft cunt.