...and out comes the race card. Brilliant.
You're not telling me that big Geordie blokes like you are scared of the shandy drinking cockneys?
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...and out comes the race card. Brilliant.
My cousin Martin lived in london for a few year before moving back up north, says it’s a scary place now. Got to the point he would cross over the road if he saw someone pushing a pram for fear of bombs inside them. Never used the tube and would only use the bus as a last resort. If someone got on with a backpack he’d get off straight away. Says once the bus was that packed and he was that scared he got out using the emergency exit right in the middle of Clapham High Street
Your cousin Martin sounds more of a bombscare than any backpackMy cousin Martin lived in london for a few year before moving back up north, says it’s a scary place now. Got to the point he would cross over the road if he saw someone pushing a pram for fear of bombs inside them. Never used the tube and would only use the bus as a last resort. If someone got on with a backpack he’d get off straight away. Says once the bus was that packed and he was that scared he got out using the emergency exit right in the middle of Clapham High Street
he does sound like a sopping wet minge likeYour cousin Martin sounds more of a bombscare than any backpack
Should take the mick, he still sees a psychiatrist over his experiences down south. He’s a changed lad since he lived down there.he does sound like a sopping wet minge like
I was visiting friends in April, wandered along the south bank and across the wobbly bridge, up past st pauls, all the way to covent garden
didnt feel any worse or think about anything different than a wander through Newcastle
if you worry about everything than you are not living as far as I am concerned