That's the look of someone who has made it in life.
That's the look of someone who has made it in life.
He's nine in December. Doesn't look a day over five.
He looks like he’s deep into the worst hangover of his life
I really can't be arsed to go on my date today. Dilemma of working out which I'll regret more out of going or not going.
We need the inevitable tale of woe that will follow, you cunt.
You better bloody go after building us up all week!
She cancelled! Is it wrong that I'm really pleased? Avoid having to go without any of regret of self-inflicted FOMO.
went to a banging house party yesterday. it was scheduled to start at 6, me and two of my mates arrived at 8, it was done by 11.
A guy I used to work with has gone to Uni and recently had a HOUSE PARTY at his student accommodation. He invited half of Essex, but as he doesn't actually speak to any of his flat mates, it was all restricted to his bedroom.
After the 8th guest arrived, they took it to the local park instead, and - because London - 3 of them got mugged.
Beautiful.
Originally Posted by Spikey M
that's amazing.
I got mugged once, actually. It was shit.
My mate put four screenshots of his phone home screen into our group chat earlier, absolutely baffled as to why none of them was showing us what he was seeing. He'd cracked his screen. He was sending screenshots to show us his screen was cracked. I could not be happier.
fucking hell
Me and the old man went to the Brooklands Museum today, which is pretty good, and Mercedes-Benz World, which isn't really. Interesting reading about their history though. For a massive company, they were remarkably quiet from the mid-thirties to the fifties. They just seem to have not done anything.
Hanging with the family for the nephew's christening. It went pretty well, despite my voice dying overnight from this bullshit cold. Bairns are class. Better day than yesterday's gig. I forget just how rough the late buses through Gateshead get. They're always full of drunken shites that smell of sugar puff piss.
You should have popped round for an aperitif. Actually, you shouldn't, but those places are both 200 yards from Korea, as was. Happy times.
If anything could have topped ignoring the warning sign and shuffling up the track then that would have been it.
People walk on that all the time. There are hidden bits away from the actual museum where you can walk and no one would ever see you, even if they wanted to, which they don't.
Oh well. That Mercedes complex is a weird thing. Why is it there? You could understand it in their own town, but why are they offering people potted histories, race simulators, and fifteen-hundred quid skidpan experiences here?
Maybe the Germans ran the town for a week in the '40s?
Brand presence, I guess. It's a good location for corporate days out and that sort of thing. Samsung and Sony both have massive sites nearby, among others, and McLaren are just down the road as well.
Flat to myself, big fuck off pizza, couple of bottles of beer and a shit FA cup tie on the telly. #bliss
I’m in Keswick.
I'm a twit
I'm doing nowt. The Christmas market is in town so that'll be clogged up with all sorts of wankers.
Tis the season, you miserable cunt.
There is no God in Durham. Only the Chinese. And I hate getting around town when those 'quaint medieval streets' bottleneck everyone everywhere.
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I'm taking down a century old stone wall and 'ruining the traditional aesthetic of the town' while I'm at it.
I’m going snowboarding in a foot of new powder
I'm going to see Father Christmas.
There’s a used (well, unraveled; I haven’t examined it) on the window ledge of the en suite bathroom in the lodge I’m staying in.
Missed the keyword: condom
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I'm a twit
I was there recently. Keswick, that is, not your used johnnie infested lodge. It's rather nice.
I lost a pub quiz yesterday because when you name all the world oceans. There should only be four. The fifth southern ocean is incorrect.
He's half Vulcan, half human. Fact.
Went to probably my favourite ever club night last night to celebrate my birthday, which is tomorrow. Spellbound in Brighton, alternative 80s night, DJed by Simon Price. Great mix of indie disco classics and more surprising tracks I just can't imagine being played at any other club nights. Just a really nice relaxed atmosphere, and a decent majority of the people in attendance clearly remember the 80s from when it was actually happening. My group of late-20s people were just about the youngest people there. Would recommend.
Happy birthday.
I'm a twit
thanks honey
Armageddon is on Channel 5, and we are moments away from the biggest pop in cinema history: the second Armadillo turning up.
There it is.
Depending on his ability to catch the last train, we're about 45 minutes away from a big festive TTH meet...
Who is it?
Giggles.
Can't wait.
Expect a post in the relationship thread in an hour detailing how he bottled the shag.
Me and
What an absolute piece of shit. I’m three foot taller than this gnome.
You don't look at all well, Phonics. Is there a bag of chemo medicine hooked up just off camera?
When has he ever looked well?
Thank Igior for me choosing not to be mean to either of you.
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