I like to stand near the carriage door on the tube and drop one, the wind carries the waft halfway down the carriage before maximum potency is reached, it's the perfect crime.
Can't let you take all the heat Double D, I had to get out my "lucky" chair to let some uninvited guests in... a few minutes later the Swans equalised, the guests were left to converse with themselves whilst I swore at them indirectly, aiming abuse at them whilst they thought I was swearing at the telly! #guestsonmatchdaysuck
I have a feeling it's Bluff's fault. It's always him. We shouldn't blame ourselves, or we'll turn on each other... it's what he wants. Blame the yank! #yanksout
I remember when my daughter did something similar about coming downstairs and whigning about a sore throat, when she should have been in bed saying prayers, just as soft-arse Riise did that ludicrous OG against Chelsea in the CL at Anfield some years back. I practically screamed at her to go back to bed and blamed her for the goal as she'd broken our routine. Had to take her to casualty later that night tonsillitis on the verge of septicaemia. Stupid kid.
Bloody hell, joking aside, good you caught that early, lost my cousin to that, bright 16 year old girl, dead 5 days later after the Doctors were too slow in finding the root cause, by which time a couple of her Vital organs were gone...
