I think you did. You were impressed by the multi colored houses but failed to mention the multi colored people
I'm only on my 3rd wife. If this one goes to **** then I'm turning gay, I'll keep you informed. By the way I have a psychologist, his name is Toby.
**** you ER you're the ****in mother of doom, bastion of negativity on here ya racist senile old sheep shaggin **** You've lost old man
I'm a big fan of Brighton, it's got that bohemian atmosphere where no one seems to take life too seriously.
A weekend away with the 'lads', was it? "Thanks for looking after the kids, hon, no of course there'll be no shenanigans, just a few quiet pints. AND LOTS OF FAT COCK".
I'd have to agree with that. Walking down from London next year so will probably stay on over the bank holiday. Great place.
The god parents of my youngest live there and it's less than an hour from Gatwick so I drop down quite often when I'm on my travels somewhere else. The lad's weekends are something which would put me off a place, but it hasn't seemed too bad any of the times I've been.
My queer cousin got hit by a bus he'd just gotten off in London as he was travelling to Brighton for some cockfest or other. What a ****ing *****.
A few months back me and my pal were having lunch in Brighton, and he ordered a cake for desert - when the waiter came with it he asked 'would you two like another spoon to share?' For some reason I appreciate people being openly accepting of my gayness, even when I'm not gay.
Mick, the aggressive Athiest married to his groomed Protestant minor wife talking about 'Godparents' What a hypocritical little Hitler.