Kick the Can

In the school hols once, when my mam went to work, I changed into my Reebok tracksuit which was the dogs nuts (at the time c.1986) but it was hanging up in her wardrobe as it was my birthday present and it wasn't yet my birthday.

Anyway i went out to play in it and ended up setting fire to our "Den" and getting trapped inside, i managed to get out with a few minor burns but my tracksuit was melted on one arm, it was one of those shiny Bboy things:oops: :oops:
I hung it back up in the wardrobe and never said anything.

I got a right kicking come the day before my birthday when my mam was wrapping it up.:lol: God i must have been a little **** :lol:
 
Kiss chase was always my forte.

Though then we went to Junior school which was mixed so we all ended up learning football instead.

I still like a good ol's session of soggy biscuit if we're away from our gameboys.
 
Kiss chase was always my forte.

Though then we went to Junior school which was mixed so we all ended up learning football instead.

I still like a good ol's session of soggy biscuit if we're away from our gameboys.

soggy biscuit :lol:

a bit like "hot cocks"
 
Back
Top