I can imagine the shouts of 'Twat' that ring out from Broadstone high street when they see a 60 year old fat, bald tosser driving a penis extentsion.
I had plans to bury him in a bog and make him famous when they dug his petrified body up 5000 years later.
It sailed through . There were a couple of minor advisories, nothing that needs doing immediately. That said, I am going to get the front brake pads replaced, and possibly bung on a couple of new front tyres. I had new ones put on the rear a couple of weeks back.
Come on. I’m damned either way. If I tell you the truth, I’ll be damned as a fantasist, and if I grossly underplay my hand for the sake of banter, I’ll be ridiculed as being the kind of bloke who lives in a caravan. Let’s just leave it be, yeah?
Come off it baldy if you drive your wife's amd you will come in for flak. On another note if you're just a fat bald guck yard riding around in convertible you'll be seen as a nonce.
Trying to blag myself into The Crown. They are filming in my old Street, that's my old junior school.
