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The gentlemen in question had not been "out" in 20 years. The word "out" here has a double meaning. What I suspect they meant is that they have been inside for 20 years, possibly for murder.
Suity, you're so far in the closet you're in Narnia.
The gentlemen in question had not been "out" in 20 years. The word "out" here has a double meaning. What I suspect they meant is that they have been inside for 20 years, possibly for murder.
I used to play occassional cricket for a pub team. There was one lad who was an acute crook, I thought thief, but kept away from him other than a post game pint and chat.
I bumped into him last year, when I went back. He was celebrating. When I asked what he was celebrating, a bird come over and gave him a snog and said 'you been waitin for that for 16 years saaaaan' and walzted off drunk. He gave me a sort of embarrassed smile.
Didn't ask, didn't need to. 16 years is big bird, and you need to have done something particularly bad to get given it.
Didn't stay long after that. No matter how tough you think you are, there's always someone with less of a value on life than you have...
No wonder all Suity's kids are off the rails. He's down the pub most nights playing pool while his wife has to tuck them up and spends the evening entertaining their Uncles.
Jeremy Kyle all over it this one.
My husband wets himself down the pub, SY03 through SY09 are all from different men.
No wonder all Suity's kids are off the rails. He's down the pub most nights playing pool while his wife has to tuck them up and spends the evening entertaining their Uncles.
They are standing there talking to me being as nice as pie, but too nice, you know?
They were on drugs.
Then blur fan turns to me and says "Do you remember the old days? They were great weren't they?"
He's talking about the raves of the early 90s.
"Fook off I'm not old enough"
You accidentally made sense to him.
"He he he he. But the old days, they were great weren't they? What's your name again?"
He's on bout the raves again. The "old days". Common phrase among old ravers in their early 40s. He's probably buzzing as he spoke to you, hence the memory issue.
He falls off his stool, sending a drink over and nearly filling my pool case.
He's off his t1ts.
Blur fan again "Remember the old days, 1992. 1992 man. Yeah. I've not been out in while".
'92. He's on about Castlemorton. By going out, he means going out buzzing round town.
This is great, you're all really lovely people.
He's buzzing his nut off on E. And you're ruining his buzz.
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