Louche
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quote:Originally posted by H1ppychick: I've never properly slept rough, but I have been camping a few times. Once I had a bit of a nap in the back garden. Does that count?
Not if it was sunshining and there was some kind of barrier between you and the garden involved, like a mackintosh square. Or a hammock.
Yesterday the prospect of house change was stressing me out so much I contemplating moving into my hammock. I like it there. It's like my safe place.
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Do you ever consider swinging in your hammock eating spaghetti and knitting in nothing but a string vest, Louche?
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quote:Originally posted by jonesy999: Do you ever consider swinging in your hammock eating spaghetti and knitting in nothing but a string vest, Louche?
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I'm not sure a hammock is safe for someone who can't knit.
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Well, I managed to spend most of last summer in it safely, without damaging myself (further, given I was already slightly damaged).
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Afternoon. I just went into a shop to buy myself a pastry and the girls at the counter said 'Why couldn't you bring him in with you?' and I span around on my heel to see a handsome tall man in a suit walking past. I failed to say 'you fucking horrible bitches' and just said 'a bacon savoury... please' instead. I am loser.
quote:Originally posted by New Way Of Decay: Afternoon. I just went into a shop to buy myself a pastry and the girls at the counter said 'Why couldn't you bring him in with you?' and I span around on my heel to see a handsome tall man in a suit walking past. I failed to say 'you fucking horrible bitches' and just said 'a bacon savoury... please' instead. I am loser.
You should've battered all the glass display cases in with your cock.
Probably the worst place I've ever slept was in among the reeds in some marshes on the outskirts of Turin. Even in the small hours the sound of lorries thundering past left you convinced that eventually some trucker was going to wind down his window and cover you in bits of chopped-up hitch-hiker.
Bugger me, that sounds awful.
Ben, the other weekend I visited Yorkshire and went out drinking with Mike and his brother in Wakey and met your doppelganger. His name is Phil, he looks uncannily like you, has a loud voice and is a bit political.
Please do not go to Wakefield, else the universe will turn inside-out or whatever's supposed to happen when you meet your double.
-------------------- Black Mask: Have a good weekend, TMO!
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