DietCokeGirl
Fishing in the rivers of life
I suggest we start a 'Brixton drunk rants' thread.
There'd be no posts on here anymore then.I suggest we start a 'Brixton drunk rants' thread.
Only if the 'Like' button is relabelled "I fuckin' love you!"I suggest we start a 'Brixton drunk rants' thread.
There'd be no posts on here anymore then.
I've been hearing more horror stories about how unbelievably obnoxious the weekend clubbers are to Brixton bar staff and it's appears to be very much related to class/background.
Just thought I'd throw that into the mix.
Let me make mine the fifth of five very predictable posts in a row.I promised myself a second bag of crisps if teuchter was the next poster, so thank you very much!
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I promised myself a second bag of crisps if teuchter was the next poster, so thank you very much!
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What flavour? This is important information!
The best.Cheese and Onion
Much as I'd enjoy that you'd only move the traffic to other places and make life hell there.I'd like to see the whole of central Brixton pedestrianised. From the police station to the town hall.
The best.Cheese and Onion
It's not often I feel the need to tell you that you're wrong, but seriously?The best.
Salt and vinegar smells like piss. Don't get me wrong, I don't mind a bit of piss.
I've always said that salt & vinegar flavour tastes & smells of old socks. Quite funny that we have exactly the same description of how bad the opposite flavours taste!Cheese and onion tastes and smell of old socks. Salt and vinegar rules.
You mean dinner.I had some for lunch.
No, pretty sure it was lunch/You mean dinner.
No, dinner is supper.You mean dinner.
What about tea?
That's now what my wife tells me.Tea is at 4pm.