The Barrachnie's just at Garrowhill and the Circle's in Baillieston Main St. ButcherBaws is a ****ebag though, you saw his reaction when I said I would personally kick his **** in..... <arsedrappedmuir>
Secret santas over.....I got a ****ing football alarm clock. Another to add to the ****e pile. My present went down well "Who the **** got me that? ****ing disgrace"
I asked him what he got and his reply was "**** off, I'm no ****ing talking about it. Some ****s getting stabbed"
**** sake, a 5 minute jaunt up th Lindsaybeg Road, swing a right at the Muirheid Inn, doon through Gartcosh, right at Bargeddie and yer there.... 10 to 15 minutes! Or we could just head down to The Bristol for a bit of bigotry... please log in to view this image please log in to view this image please log in to view this image
how about the crystal palace. we wer in there on monday night steamin n ma mate went out for a *** n came back in with 2 hookers ****in nutcase
oh btw, they're "working girls" not hookers. a said naw, yer hookers, am no goin oot into -10 to shag you in the street, please leave me alone. ma pal was well up for it. he actually said 'baggsy this one' infront of them both the **** has a nice lookin burd on the go
my kinda guy I was out on Wednesday and we stole our mates phone and was texting a bird. She said something about what would you do to me, so we replied up the ****er. She text back in a minute with "Mmmmmm sounds good to me xx" We told him when he got back from the pisser and he was away in a taxi as soon as he finished his pint
Stealing mobile phones and changing numbers is class. Me and her were at her pals house a few years back up in EK. Her pals man is a bit of a wimp and his missus gives him it tight constantly. Anyway, this bloke was telling us how he went to the football and ditched her when she was going crimbo shopping etc. Anyway, he left his phone on the couch and I grabbed it and changed my number in his memory from EDGE, to Gaychat and started texting the **** things like "How are you doing big boy, thanks for today - texts recieved cost ÃÆÃâÃâ ââ¬â¢ÃÆââ¬Â âââ‰â¢ÃÆÃâÃââÃÆââââ¬à ¡ÃâìÃÆââ¬Â¦ÃâáÃÆÃâÃâ ââ¬â¢ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¡ÃÆÃââââ¬à ¡ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâã1.50 and will be billed to you on the end of the month" He was ****ing spewing, meanwhile, I'm in ****ing stitches on the couch, and he doesnt even notice. Then I started texting things like "Did your wife not ask you questions why you never went to the game today? texts recieved cost ÃÆÃâÃâ ââ¬â¢ÃÆââ¬Â âââ‰â¢ÃÆÃâÃââÃÆââââ¬à ¡ÃâìÃÆââ¬Â¦ÃâáÃÆÃâÃâ ââ¬â¢ÃÆââââ¬Å¡Ã¬Ãâ¦Ã¡ÃÆÃââââ¬à ¡ÃÆââ¬Å¡Ãâã1.50 and will be billed to you on the end of the month" She was going off her head, shouting at him "How do they know that" as if she suspected that he was a bufty! I was rolling about on the couch, and none of them suspected it was me- and I'm quite reknown for my wind ups! So I went into the kitchen and phoned him, and he's like "WHO THE **** IS THIS" and that was my queue to walk out the kitchen, the poor **** was spewing Swear to god, it was ****in hilarious!!! (The couple are now divorced - not my fault!)
Brilliant edge I love doing things like that to ****s. Never go for the sending dirty texts to mums or that. Bit of originality. We couldn't believe it when she said aye. He let us text her until he left and got a picture of her tits as well. Pity she was a fat thing Our reply to her saying aye was like "I'm going to ****ing destroy you when I get there. None of that pissy ****, I'm going straight up your dirty hole xx"
Belter! My mates dad is a bit of a ****! I used to get his phone and send him a text like "you are a ****" then he'd come out the next night ****ing beelin 'cos his dad would give it tight!
My mate once sent a right dirty text to his burd but accidentaly sent it to her house landline... Her maw picked up the phone to and heard Stephen Hawking tell her he was going to **** her ragged n spunk over her tits whilst fingering her erse
