I actually thought the guy was dead, fook knows why....but just looked him up and he still appears to be very much alive.
Off Topic Mincing and Gender benders
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I actually thought the guy was dead, fook knows why....but just looked him up and he still appears to be very much alive.
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When Limewire was a thing i downloaded a 12 minute acoustic version of that recorded live in Mexico City. Superb.Fooksake, don't tell Comm I left this here
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Unless you're in their taking drugs, and lets be honest that is the prime reason for disabled toilets.
The government are just too ashamed to put a needle sign on the door so just go with a wheelchair instead.
Do you remember Bolt Blue, real live chat with your matesLimewire
The breaker of many a pc
I'll usually just bang one out on the table (behind a menu) while my dickhead mates head to the loo in 2s followed by security most times
That's cocaine not a hand shuffle btw
Nah I always had a phoneDo you remember Bolt Blue, real live chat with your mates
I loved Limewire, i got stuff from there that i have never found anywhere else. One track (Desperado by Toni Willie of Pussycat) was a brilliant cover and matched the original, i have never found it since.Nah I always had a phone
I used to download all my music from pirate bay, you could try one of those I suppose but there's not much point in downloading tunes anymore everything can be streamed mostly
I'll usually just bang one out on the table (behind a menu) while my dickhead mates head to the loo in 2s followed by security most times
That's cocaine not a hand shuffle btw
Yeah but getting a spoon out and whipping off your belt isn't so subtle!
Lol I've upgraded from pub tables and spoons now got myself a nose bullet key chain thing, even been nicked with it and had my gear given back to me on release, which ain't a bad thing after a night in the cells
Lol I've upgraded from pub tables and spoons now got myself a nose bullet key chain thing, even been nicked with it and had my gear given back to me on release, which ain't a bad thing after a night in the cells
Some of my worst nights have been pranged out my mind in police cells sniffing coke thinking the night will go faster. I always leave the tube as a little thanks.
Totally different than in a jail as you have **** to do in jail. Them police cells kill you. But walking in sober and leaving £200 down shaking like a bitch is always good banter.
You're bang on about a police cell and a jail cell, very different.
Worst or best one I had, I was 17 at the time and was bringing some pills up to a mate in Watford from Ladbroke Grove, Me and a mate musta popped 6each on the way, obviously being spun meant we was ****ing about on the tubes and that, anyways we get nicked the second we leave Watford Station as the transport police had been watching us most of the way, I get put in the back of a police car straight away as they question my mate about 20yrds away, I'm tripping balls making quite a it of noise in the car when one of the coppers comes back tells me to wind my neck in or hell cuff me to the seat so I chill and he goes back to my mate, it was then I rembered I had 24 more pills in my pocket. (bare in mind them days I was taking 4/6 just to come up so although it's sounds a lot (and it was) my tolerance kept me alive
Obviously I had to take them there and then in the back of the cop car with no water chewing 24 tabs
By the time I was in a cell I was tripping balls seeing and hearing things.
Twas funny as **** tbh, especially as I didn't die or anything.
They also sent me home in one of those white suits things as they'd taken my clothes for evidence (I think they just didn't like me much after keeping them busy all night
You're bang on about a police cell and a jail cell, very different.
Worst or best one I had, I was 17 at the time and was bringing some pills up to a mate in Watford from Ladbroke Grove, Me and a mate musta popped 6each on the way, obviously being spun meant we was ****ing about on the tubes and that, anyways we get nicked the second we leave Watford Station as the transport police had been watching us most of the way, I get put in the back of a police car straight away as they question my mate about 20yrds away, I'm tripping balls making quite a it of noise in the car when one of the coppers comes back tells me to wind my neck in or hell cuff me to the seat so I chill and he goes back to my mate, it was then I rembered I had 24 more pills in my pocket. (bare in mind them days I was taking 4/6 just to come up so although it's sounds a lot (and it was) my tolerance kept me alive
Obviously I had to take them there and then in the back of the cop car with no water chewing 24 tabs
By the time I was in a cell I was tripping balls seeing and hearing things.
Twas funny as **** tbh, especially as I didn't die or anything.
They also sent me home in one of those white suits things as they'd taken my clothes for evidence (I think they just didn't like me much after keeping them busy all night
I'm assuming they eventually got ****ed off with you attempting to ponce cigarettes off them all night. Occasionally you'd get a decent one that sorted you out but they're few and far between. **** knows what it's like now you can't even smoke, **** that.
I have some eerily similar stories to yours but I've just rolled a spliff and put El Camino on so cba
You always think when you get older you'll chill with your Boys family, his kids, his Missus. No straight man is ready to go shopping with his Son and his Son's husband.
My two sons are both married and I have three lovely little grandkids.
As much as I would still love my kids if they turned out to be gay, I would miss no having my own grandkids. They’re one of the few great joys of getting older.
As much as I would still love my kids if they turned out to be gay, I would miss no having my own grandkids. They’re one of the few great joys of getting older.