I'm not even sure if I'm honest. NW England, my shits a mix of English, Cumbrian, Yorkshire, Scottish, Madeupish .. No doubt some American words in there that have snuck in like a bad smell.
Genuinely. I've been conditioned at this point now to just consider the bottom line before reading further into any article about the environment and the animals we share earth with. In fact no, it's not even exclusive to that.. Just anything really. If it's gonna effect someone's bottom line (that isn't the usual public) you can guarantee it won't happen.
Being from North West of England I felt this. Shit, I'm still looking forward to this dialup tone people are nostalgic for. We get our Internet via pigeons at the moment.
Lemon party was a bunch of old naked dudes sat in a group i think.. Mightve been involving themselves with each other? It's been a fucking loooong ass time since I got shown that and meatspin at school lol
I'm so confused. As a northerner from England with an IQ equal to the ply of toilet paper I use, does every object in French have a feminine or masculine alignment? Or is this some kind of joke privvy to those who don't have a concerning interest in sheep?
You little bastard get down off that scaffold and give me the shooter, fucking going bed without supper. No, I don't want to hear it - you're not playing out with them again.
Yes - to the extent I no longer have Sunday roast dinner. Every time I'd just crave a cheeky smoke after a big ol satisfying meal. It's been several years and I know I'd end up coughing up a lung and it'd taste like shit but that fleeting thought doesn't care about that.. It's just the enshrined idea of a 'nice' smoke after a roast.
Fucken exquisite