Spennymackem1981
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as a follow up to the other thread...
Not pulling out for me like
Not pulling out for me like
Worst decision you have ever made?
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nyron4england
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opening this thread
FishburnMackem
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Selling my old Landrover
dcl0sc
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Inviting @tooliohelmet into my life. What an utter bellend he's turned out to be. I've recently had to apply for a restraining order, to keep him away from both myself and my family. He keeps telling my children he's a long lost uncle who's just returned from sleeping rough in the Amazon and continually sends pictures of his feet to my partner to discuss his bunions. Nightmare!
tooliohelmet
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She wanted dick pics but i though that over stepped the mark. Said she hasn't seen a fully grown male cock in over 20 years......
dcl0sc
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So you sent her pictures of your cock shaped toes instead...? weirdo.
See you in court!
black cat in france
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Thinking it was just a fart.
Ciro_DiMarzio
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f***ing about at school during my A-levels and getting shite results so not being able to go to University.
FishburnMackem
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What's bad about buying a buy to let?
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Many years ago, I'd been for a night out in Hartlepool, with my mates, and had a good drink.
On the way, back to my bedsit, we'd called into the chippy for a takeaway, and I needed a piss, so nipped around a back street, but being a bit the worse for wear, I was overconfident of my ability to hold my curry & chips in one hand, while releasing the beast, with the other hand, which I managed to do, without a problem.
It was when I'd finished peeing and tried to put said beast, back into it's cage (with one hand) that I got caught in my zip.
I think I might have screamed like a lass, and the curry and chips, went all down the front of my new crombie (I was a natty dresser, and trend setter, back in the day,)
I tried to free myself, and my mates tried to unzip me, all to no avail.
A late night trip to the hospital, ensued, where the nurses (all women) had a good laugh at my plight, and after much riving at my zip, and howls of pain, from myself, my poor pecker was injected with iodine, to sufficiently numb the pain, and I was eventually freed, and left the hospital, with enough bandages around my pecker, to patch up an entire platoon, in the Vietnam war.
I was sore for weeks afterwards, and still bear the physical and mental, scars to this day.
The Crombie, was beyond all help, and was binned, the next day
On the way, back to my bedsit, we'd called into the chippy for a takeaway, and I needed a piss, so nipped around a back street, but being a bit the worse for wear, I was overconfident of my ability to hold my curry & chips in one hand, while releasing the beast, with the other hand, which I managed to do, without a problem.
It was when I'd finished peeing and tried to put said beast, back into it's cage (with one hand) that I got caught in my zip.
I think I might have screamed like a lass, and the curry and chips, went all down the front of my new crombie (I was a natty dresser, and trend setter, back in the day,)
I tried to free myself, and my mates tried to unzip me, all to no avail.
A late night trip to the hospital, ensued, where the nurses (all women) had a good laugh at my plight, and after much riving at my zip, and howls of pain, from myself, my poor pecker was injected with iodine, to sufficiently numb the pain, and I was eventually freed, and left the hospital, with enough bandages around my pecker, to patch up an entire platoon, in the Vietnam war.
I was sore for weeks afterwards, and still bear the physical and mental, scars to this day.
The Crombie, was beyond all help, and was binned, the next day
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Mickdundee
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Mine was probably moving jobs from local government to the higher education sector. It made sense at the time based on the fact I had an hour each way commute with 2 kids under 2 at the time, my wife was earning about £12k less than she is now, and “what if there’s an emergency with the kids and I’m stuck 45 miles away?”. I quickly realised LG was the place for me and it took me nearly 3 years to get back into one of the local councils. In hindsight the “your hours of work is the number of hours required to do your job” line in my contract should have had me changing my mind and turning down the job.
Many years ago, I'd been for a night out in Hartlepool, with my mates, and had a good drink.
On the way, back to my bedsit, we'd called into the chippy for a takeaway, and I needed a piss, so nipped around a back street, but being a bit the worse for wear, I was overconfident of my ability to hold my curry & chips in one hand, while releasing the beast, with the other hand, which I managed to do, without a problem.
It was when I'd finished peeing and tried to put said beast, back into it's cage (with one hand) that I got caught in my zip.
I think I might have screamed like a lass, and the curry and chips, went all down the front of my new crombie (I was a natty dresser, and trend setter, back in the day,)
I tried to free myself, and my mates tried to unzip me, all to no avail.
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Swindon On Tour
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A life of Supporting STFC.
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ouro
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Our lass has an Evoque and it has been back to the dealers in one year more times than every other car we have ever owned combined. Never again.
Mickdundee
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On the car front, going for a Renault Kadjar is a big mistake for me. Not only did it end up being a higher monthly cost than we’d told the dealer our budget was, it eats oil. I put in a litre every month and it’s been in to the garage 4 time’s and we keep being told that it’s “within tolerance”. As soon as the finance deal is up we’ll be getting another Honda!
