The tossers that try and put those bit of string on your wrist and then charge you for the privelege of being manhandled. Tell you what love let's do a deal, you let go of my arm... and i won't break your nose. How does that sound?
The tossers that try and put those bit of string on your wrist and then charge you for the privelege of being manhandled. Tell you what love let's do a deal, you let go of my arm... and i won't break your nose. How does that sound?
huh?whats that all about then?
We call them the lucky lucky mens' wife! Group of big girls that offer to shake your hand, if you go to shake theirs they grab hold of your hand put a wrist band on you and wont let go till you pay for it! 5euro i think they wanted too! Luckily i knew about it but if not a nice kick to the lower regions would have made them let go!
huh?whats that all about then?
whatThe religious women who kind of hover around San An.
When I walk I always have the intro from Saturday Night Fever going on in my head and I think people know it.Not so much a hate, but it gets frustrating every time I walk past Mambo's or Savannah's in the day time and I find I'm walking to the sound of the beat. Then, I become self concious and look around, and sure enough people sat around have noticed I'm walking to the beat.
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dog crap on the prom ( I think they have started fining people for it so it is getting better)