See Swansea High Street and die.

[shoes]

Wonder if she'd just bought a bag for life from the supermarket....?

Bummer if she had.

[Olly]

The parties I'm invited to, they talk about myth busters

[Cliphead]

The parties I'm invited to, they talk about myth busters

Now that sounds like a party

[EternalOptimist]

The parties I'm invited to, they talk about myth busters

I've heard about those parties. I am not convinced they actually happen

[Olly]

I've heard about those parties. I am not convinced they actually happen

you just wait...when I get back to Blighty I'll organise a CUK Myth Busters party.
Guests need to bring their own myths and proofs or otherwise and will get a slot during the evening to explain them. Person at the end of night with most right gets to spend the the wee hours with my Llama

[Pondlife]

Or at least that's what appears to have happened to some unfortunate lady this afternoon.

As I wandered out of High St. station, I noticed the defibrillator machine was missing.

By the time I'd got to the Grand Hotel I realised why.

There was some unfortuate lady flat on her back being given kiss of life & heart massage by combination of paramedics & coppers.

The usual gawpers were gathered.

From my later enquiries, she may have passed on.

No just the graveyard of ambition then.

[RichardCranium]

you just wait...when I get back to Blighty I'll organise a CUK Myth Busters party.
Guests need to bring their own myths and proofs or otherwise and will get a slot during the evening to explain them.

That's OK. Since the quack put me on these hypertension tablets I have had no trouble getting to sleep at all, thanks.

[RichardCranium]

No just the graveyard of ambition then.

That is the exact phrase a lecturer at Swansea College used to describe the place to me a few years ago.