Me mate crashed his car last night, ended up at the cop shop.
Silly cunt.
Had to bail him out.
With my smooth talk.
Don't drink and drive, smoke and fly kids.
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Me mate crashed his car last night, ended up at the cop shop.
Silly cunt.
Had to bail him out.
With my smooth talk.
Don't drink and drive, smoke and fly kids.
oh dear, how much was bail or did you actually manage to get him out with your smooth words?
With silver-tongued smooth talk madness.
Going to make me some chicken and home-made chips soon, to try and put these tragic events in the past.
Where they belong.
WTF is this "bail him out" of which you speak.
A flash of diplomatic immunity in their direction.
He was saved by it, mind you.
You went and collected him from the Police Shop, is that it.
Yes.
The scrummy smell wafts in from the kitchen.
Roast chicken with oregano in the oven and home-made chips on the frier.
I can finally make scents of things.
:drummer:
You're a decent man, Mr. Shaman. I've used the services of my friends in similar situations.
-bd :dabs:
why what trouble did you get into bd?
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Originally Posted by Acid_death69
A few fights in my youth, a few public intoxications, and pissing on a civil war reenactment set (a confederate flag).
However, enough about myself...
-bd :dabs:
lol least you can say you lead an interesting youth then:)
The pissing on the rebel flag thing...that happened two years ago.
-bd
:lol::earl:
lol my how you've grown up quickly