I live in one of the less salubrious parts of this city. Natives can get a bit restless now and again and I'm surrounded by them. Thought Surrounded by Zulus sounded better than Surrounded by Apaches or Bandits.

My wife used to moan about a particular pair of my trainers smelling somewhat

Zedsdead baby!

Zedsdead.

I'm 3rd from the left

cos i am and do…………… 😛

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twas an old email address that an employer set up for when I was out and eeeer about somewhere.

It's my actual name.

I was sick of people cutting me up when commuting and wanted to kill offending car drivers. Militant Islamists were just become mainstream news

Fairly obvious but because my (poor suffering) wife has to come and retrieve me from the garage when the 10 minute job I went to :do (usually for the benefit of the family) turns into an accidental hour of bike fettling.

Used to be called Squirrel by people who knew me. Got shortened to Quirrel, has stuck ti this day, online anyway.

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i fear after reading the above that mine sounds rather sad

i used to drive car transporters and the 13th is my birthdate

see??

sad!

I changed my name for a laugh (from my real name) & got caught out when the ability to change name was removed 🙁

I do however love Orange bikes, so it kinda fits.

Look up William Gibson.

favourite animal

Law=name man=male MX=motocross HTH

My trowels have been put into hibernation, only coming out for special occasions.

Or it's simply a question of respect. 😆

My football team Is Aberdeen and our only decent song Is called "Stand Free" so I just shortened It to StanFree.

NATO standard Wet.

A nod to a past Job.

its my name 😛
I wish I'd picked something more interesting now but sadly its too late…

oh ,and the 43 came from an online game I played years ago…my name was taken and it was the random number they suggested to put on the end, and its stuck with me 😛

Romster is the nick name i've called my son from day one (actual name being Roman), which also played a part in branding my t-shirt business, Romster Bike Wear. 🙂

Previous bike was a heckler. so instead of flippin heck….daft innit! 🙄

B.j.j is the other sport I enjoy doing.

Bezzy mates call me Bonty and my Ex britch sliut girlfriend used to call me Buns coz she liked me bum innit.

I'm charged with ensuring the safety of an elf.

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cus my names keef innit!

Well it's a long story abt a girl from WI who went to France for 9m to teach English as a second language to school kids. Because she was dirt poor because she didn't get paid for 3 month (Bloody french red-tape) some local(ish) British people took pity on her. She went through a heart wrenching and depressing (mostly because she had no one to talk to because she had not TV, Internet, phone etc) break-up with her boyfriend. During which time she met a nice English chap (Son of the 'British People')when she went the the British people's house for a Christmas dinner. She was invited back to their place again for New Year and stayed up talking all night to this polite, quiet chap. Emails were exchanged because the chap was living in Finland at the time and subsequent mailings occurred.
When money was finally to be had the girl went visiting, Finland then the UK. At the end of the year she flew back to WI thinking well that was a lovely international fling, but back to reality.
Then the chap continued to email and call and text and asked if he could visit her in WI and the girl thought. Well sure, why not, at least I'll get a roadtrip of America out of it too. When the chap cam over he really hit it off with the family. Which floored the girl because her having 4 teasing, flirty sisters always seemed to make other guys a bit squirrelly. They went of roadtrip and had a great time; he suggested a detour to LasVegas which she laughed off thinking what fun they were having always kidding around. He went home. She thought, well that's done and dusted now. I shall hear not another word from him.
He continued to messenger, text, call, email. During one such messaging session talk of marriage came up. After laughing and joking for some time suddenly the tone changed and girl typed… 'Are you serious?' Her heart in her throat beating wildly. 'Yes, I could be,' was the reply 'I'll call.' So there was an official proposition and a giddy acceptance.
And only a year and a week after the girl first visited the chap in Finland the girl from WI and the chap from UK were married in her home town and 2 days later with all her stuff packed in boxes she flew to the UK to start a new life with a new name.
😉 🙂

I live in one of the less salubrious parts of this city. Natives can get a bit restless now and again and I'm surrounded by them

'Them'? Zulus? As in black people?

Or it could be because of M.R.S grips, dunno really.

Epic story. Married to Mr Grips would have done. xxxx 😆

I said it was long 😉

Cos I used to poach stocked Trout from the local river and sell them to a posh guy for a quid each whenever I needed some dosh to buy sweeties and pop

Do a search, this is asked about once every 8 weeks or so..

And how did you get your name MrsGrips?