Nope, it doesn't make me feel better at all.
But glad to be of some help, I guess.
I've recovered, Live from Hultsfred - DKM. :mini whoop:
Nope, it doesn't make me feel better at all.
But glad to be of some help, I guess.
I've recovered, Live from Hultsfred - DKM. :mini whoop:
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Anything else recovered since that last post?
Nope, but I'm stoned silly.
Got so pished off with the puter, it got dumped in the spare room.
Not this one obviously, or I'd be through there.
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Only a few hours to go before the big date.
There's no getting out now. :crying:
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It's ok. you've got nothing to fear if you follow these simple rules:
1. Never look at his yes, he'll consider it an aggression and bite.
2. Do not say naything witty and/or showing that you went to school, he'll consider it an aggression and bite.
3. Do not mock his tastes in clothing, music or cars, he'll consider it an aggression and bite.
4. Do not say no when he asks for a cigarette, he'll consider it an aggression and bite.
If by any chance you're bitten, sorry you're screwed. Just like vampires (only dumber and somewhat scarier) that is the way chavs increase in numbers and will soon overtake the Earth.
its better to start by dissing him, then he'll come out with "you wanna fight ya cunt?", something like that. then you reply ok and act like you do. he'll quickly back down and cower whenever he sees you.Originally Posted by Guillaume
I'm stocking up on the garlic right now.
What does P.O.B. mean?
Is this chav talk?
pweeeease don't make me go.
I'll do anything, mow the lawn, do the dishes...pweeease help me :crying:
Or at least give me some tips to make him think I'm mental.
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tell him you love him and start discussing your three childrenOriginally Posted by Lilmiss
Unfotunatly this time, I don't think thats gonna work.
I've received roughly 35 txts in the last 4 days, and only sent 8 at most back.
Really have to master the words "fuck off".
...I've found a bottle of red wine...here goes....
Edit; oh holy fecks sake in a barrel of festering cnut juice, he's bought new trainers. Why the bejusus do I need to know that, and why would I be slightly intrested? Just for that, I'm not ironing my jeans.
This wine seems to helping me slightly.
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