Look, you get born, you keep your head down, and then you die. If you’re lucky.
#fedi22
Bonfire Night is really just not that big a deal over here. I’d happily bet you one shiny new pence piece that he’s in the US today.
Surely you mean pic-a-nic basket?
Sure this will all blow over soon.
That poor bastard yak (or whatever) wandered into the wrong canyon that day.
Careful, my wife grew up on the mean streets of Hampstead.
But she’s got no opinion on whether Quality Street or Rises are better which came as a surprise to me.
Blantness, lol. Buffoon.
Good! Any civilised society should have good public toilets and good public libraries.
My missus will fight you!
Cheetahs don’t have retractable claws, therefore dog.
Whuuuuuu??? You should come round our place, they’re always the ones left in the bottom of the tub.
Who would bite into a Quality Street without unwrapping it first?
Damn, I was hoping to score off him.
Lovely, thank you!
I feel kink-shamed by some of these comments. I love watching a bald-headed linesman. Mmm. Nnnnnrgh!
Yes please!