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Post by kinghornet on Mar 14, 2007 15:27:03 GMT -1
a situation: im on a train home and the the ticket conductor comes along to check/sell tickets he comes up to a chav girl (with pushchair) who asks for 2 child tickets... conductor: "how old are you?" (you have to be 15 or under to get a child ticket) girl: "im 15" conductor: "is that your kid, how old is he?" girl: "yep its mine, hes 18 months" conductor: "blimey you started young" no jokes, this actually just happened on my way home from school
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Post by Arnold on Mar 14, 2007 15:28:31 GMT -1
Yet another example of why this country is crumbling...............
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Post by Arnold on Mar 14, 2007 15:30:02 GMT -1
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Post by Giar on Mar 14, 2007 15:33:06 GMT -1
lol, sounds like the train between newbury and reading, chav little hood rats everywhere
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Post by Arnold on Mar 14, 2007 15:34:28 GMT -1
lol, sounds like the train between newbury and reading, chav little hood rats everywhere I was in newbury quite recently mate. Whats that big shop that sells pretty much everything?
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Post by Giar on Mar 14, 2007 15:35:16 GMT -1
my god what a dirty little rat of a girl. instead of her mum taking her to apear on TV she should just plain and simple bitch slap some sence into the silly little girl
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Post by HURLOCK on Mar 14, 2007 15:35:45 GMT -1
hope she was lying about her age to get a cheaper ticket, probably not though!
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Post by Giar on Mar 14, 2007 15:37:13 GMT -1
lol, sounds like the train between newbury and reading, chav little hood rats everywhere I was in newbury quite recently mate. Whats that big shop that sells pretty much everything? camp hopsoms? or pound land?.........one of the two i guess dont go near either place myself
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Post by jh1980 on Mar 14, 2007 15:37:25 GMT -1
I'm bored frustrated and grumpy... *throws toys from pram*
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Post by Giar on Mar 14, 2007 15:38:27 GMT -1
I'm bored frustrated and grumpy... *throws toys from pram* well ive told you how i think you should ease your frustration.........
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Post by Arnold on Mar 14, 2007 15:40:12 GMT -1
I was in newbury quite recently mate. Whats that big shop that sells pretty much everything? camp hopsoms? or pound land?.........one of the two i guess dont go near either place myself Pound Land how very dare you! It was Camp Hobsons. Got me a nice teapot in the sale ;D
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Post by HURLOCK on Mar 14, 2007 15:40:40 GMT -1
I'm bored frustrated and grumpy... *throws toys from pram* cheer up Peoples Poet
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Post by Arnold on Mar 14, 2007 15:40:54 GMT -1
my god what a dirty little rat of a girl. instead of her mum taking her to apear on TV she should just plain and simple bitch slap some sence into the silly little girl Neuter her before its too late!
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Post by MRMILLWALL on Mar 14, 2007 15:43:01 GMT -1
I take it her fellas car had broken down.
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Post by jh1980 on Mar 14, 2007 15:43:05 GMT -1
well ive told you how i think you should ease your frustration......... grrr... that's not an option... even if it kills me!
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Post by jh1980 on Mar 14, 2007 15:45:07 GMT -1
I'm bored frustrated and grumpy... *throws toys from pram* cheer up Peoples Poet urgh thanks mate, but the only poetry I wish to be writing at present is of the pistoning back and forth variety! I don't think I need to mention the preferred tool with which I wish to be doing this "writing"
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Post by Arnold on Mar 14, 2007 15:46:31 GMT -1
My favourite poem. Brings a tear to my eye On the Ning Nang Nong Where the Cows go Bong! And the Monkeys all say Boo! There's a Nong Nang Ning Where the trees go Ping! And the tea pots Jibber Jabber Joo. On the Nong Ning Nang All the mice go Clang! And you just can't catch 'em when they do! So it's Ning Nang Nong! Cows go Bong! Nong Nang Ning! Trees go Ping! Nong Ning Nang! The mice go Clang! What a noisy place to belong, Is the Ning Nang Ning Nang Nong!!
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Post by Neko Bazu on Mar 14, 2007 15:47:31 GMT -1
lol, sounds like the train between newbury and reading, chav little hood rats everywhere I reckon we should start a nationwide game of 'Whack the rat' this weekend
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Post by HURLOCK on Mar 14, 2007 15:48:17 GMT -1
cheer up Peoples Poet urgh thanks mate, but the only poetry I wish to be writing at present is of the pistoning back and forth variety! I don't think I need to mention the preferred tool with which I wish to be doing this "writing" Go home and bang one out!
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Post by Neko Bazu on Mar 14, 2007 15:50:32 GMT -1
My favourite poem. Brings a tear to my eye On the Ning Nang Nong Where the Cows go Bong! And the Monkeys all say Boo! There's a Nong Nang Ning Where the trees go Ping! And the tea pots Jibber Jabber Joo. On the Nong Ning Nang All the mice go Clang! And you just can't catch 'em when they do! So it's Ning Nang Nong! Cows go Bong! Nong Nang Ning! Trees go Ping! Nong Ning Nang! The mice go Clang! What a noisy place to belong, Is the Ning Nang Ning Nang Nong!! Spike Milligan! ;D
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