I'll go first.:cool:
'your cervix looks fine' ;D
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I'll go first.:cool:
'your cervix looks fine' ;D
wow! i was told the same thing!!!!!
keep yours in a box as well?Quote:
Originally Posted by Mad_Dog
"your not sticking that up my arse"
I went into Morriosn's at lunch time and the geezer serving me (whilst I was entering card details) was flipping a coin and then on the result, was either clenching his fist and going "YES" or looking very sad and saying "OK THIS TIME" before rethrowing the coin. - Weird little koont
:lol:Quote:
Originally Posted by hattonthehammer
I was in a taxi earlier and the driver was one of those that likes to ask lots of direct and personal questions but doesn't like any to come back at him.
T. Driver: Where are you from?
Me: England. Yonguk saram imnida.
T: How old are you?
Me: Erm...How old are you?
T: How old are you?
Me: You first...how old are you?
T: Me, no thank you.
It went back and forth for several minutes before I relented and said I was 30. We had a decent conversation after we had got over the invasive question issue, but I hate it when taxi drivers dive straight into the "how old are you... and how many children do you have?" nonsense. It's none of their damn business who I am!
was it Derren Brown trying his mind control?Quote:
Originally Posted by BIG H
Doctor - 'Missy's cervix looks fine'
ryanman - 'yea, I can't see any problems'.
Well maybe you caught him off guard... :dontknow:Quote:
Originally Posted by hattonthehammer
I read about some group of people who actually live each piece of their lives and make decisions by tossing a coin!Quote:
Originally Posted by BIG H
Tossers.
Tell lies to T drivers . You are 23 and you have 7 kids you married a Catholic girl and you only had sex that many times once a year since you were both 16.Quote:
Originally Posted by miles:lol:Quote:
Originally Posted by hattonthehammer
I was in a taxi earlier and the driver was one of those that likes to ask lots of direct and personal questions but doesn't like any to come back at him.
T. Driver: Where are you from?
Me: England. Yonguk saram imnida.
T: How old are you?
Me: Erm...How old are you?
T: How old are you?
Me: You first...how old are you?
T: Me, no thank you.
It went back and forth for several minutes before I relented and said I was 30. We had a decent conversation after we had got over the invasive question issue, but I hate it when taxi drivers dive straight into the "how old are you... and how many children do you have?" nonsense. It's none of their damn business who I am!
So your in town for the critical care and canine cycles & behavior seminars ?
•right,I relish an oppurtunity to teach a recovery dog new tricks and study b***chs in heat•
Well honey your in luck...the males are neutered and it's an open bar!!!??? :cwm13:..
Bend over, breath in and hold it. Had a scan ;D
Have you found God?
Those crazy Mormons have been bugging me for the past couple of days now!
:spongebob: I see them all the time down the gas station, I feel very secure in the fact that each of them have exactly the same pressure in their bicycle tires.Quote:
Originally Posted by generalbulldog