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errrrr yeh
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charlie, what happens when the bill comes?
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I LIKE YOUR STYLE BIG C :)
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Can you do that in Maccy D's...?
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GT 02 Jan 18:22
charlie, what happens when the bill comes? I'll be outside............ smoking a cigar. :) |
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what happens when the bill comes?
The lady comes too. (Sometimes) |
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didn't you post this the other day?
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5 people to go to the restaurant, but the in-laws won't go in my car as I won't allow smoiking in it, and they can't go half an hour without one. :)
My mrs car wouldn't start, and you can't smoke in cabs, so the father in law rang his mate who owns a garage a few miles away. He got a Vectra for the night down to a favour, which I was supposedly driving as he wanted to have a drink. First thing out of his gob, apart from smoke as he was on the pavement when the car got here, was ' We can't be late, it's an 8 'o' clock booking.' His mate then piped up ' Tony, there's no smoking in this car' I nearly pi$$ed myself laughing as the in laws jaws dropped almost to the pavement. Best 15 miles I've ever driven, at 30 m.p.h :^0 He had the hump because I stopped at every junction and roundabout and the mother in law was biting her nails down to her elbows with no fag to suck on. :^0 :^0 My mrs was getting annoyed at me as I wasn't driving normally, but I was on the wind up and was laughing to myself all the way there. :^0 :^0 I got there at dead on 8, and said ' Am I a driver or what, bang on time?' Remember, we mustn't be late for tthe 8 o clock booking So what did they do ? Yup, they got out of the car and had two fags each in the rain before going in. Ain't love grand ? Pair of sad feckers. |
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Bl00dy crazy. :(
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a pleasing tale :)
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Best 15 miles I've ever driven, at 30 m.p.h :^0
QUALITY :D |
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Do they ever fly on planes charlie? must be agony.
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Yes strapped to the undercarriage :^0
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I kid you not Rob, they go to Canada every year for about 4 or 5 weeks.
The first (and last) time I picked them up at the airport the mother in law was coming towards the exit doors with a fag in her gob, a lighter in one hand, and dragging the suitcase so fast that the facking wheels were starting to smoke. Luckily enough when she came through the revolving door there was nobody else in it or the poor bastid would have been spun into orbit. Last night when they eventualy got inside they ordered a drink and went straight back out again before the waitress bought us the menus. They came back in, chose their starter and main course and went out for another fag. After the starter they went out again. After the main course they went out again. I took a slow drive home and sat behind a lorry on the A17 for 7 miles at 40 m.p.h. They were on their way out of the car before it stopped outside their house. Both of them lit a fag before they closed the door. My mrs and her gran walked to our house (175 yards). I reversed the car onto their drive then took two dog ends off the gravel and put them in the car. One in the ashtray and one on the floor, passenger side. I went in and gave him the keys, then walked home. His mate will go facking mental tomorrow. :^0 |
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:)
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have you ever had a conversation with them about them givivg up Big C ?
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You must be joking !!! :^0
When they die their house sale goes a third to us, as we own that much, then the rest gets split how they want, but that will probably be my mrs and her sister. Which is why I have to outlive them, they're not much older than me. KERCHING !!!!!!!! |