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Last edited by The_Shooman (2012-12-01 01:05:16)

Why did you go to that shit place when Royal China Baker Street is a stone throw away?

Last edited by Popeye Doyle (2012-12-02 10:49:25)

"The trad forum has become Galt's Gulch while this forums' threads crumble around it. You need to get your advanced posters back and active so they can teach and inspire your junior posters or they'll just enable each other into wearing pocket squares in their vests and sleeves that end at their fingernails."

Yeah. I blame Trip English for this.

Trad is deeply tits up now. Even more so than usual. Who in their right mind would want to be associated with the construct?

l'd also ban Drip English for lookin' like a grubby bugger. l bet when Drip English walks down the street, all the kids run, people cross the street and clothing shops close their doors. Ole Drip English would knock on the clothing store door and the owners would yell..`piss off Drip English, we don't want your money, go and annoy someone else'.

Ole Drop would come to visit his mum and he'd see a sign on the door `meeting in progress, come back after 1am'. The next day the same sign would be up again, and it would be up on the front door month after month. After three months pulling past the house each night ole Drip starts to wake up, so he looks through the blinds and sees his mum and dad having a great party. Then Drip English starts to realise that his folks have been home every single night and that the sign was only put on the door to keep him away. Then Drip puts his ear to the window and hears his folks saying to their friends that they wish they had never had decided to have fun that night all those years ago. 

Last edited by The_Shooman (2012-12-04 04:15:43)