At last, a categorisation I can identify with after all these years. Thats me that is, I’m a vagitarian…..and proud to at least be able to come out from the closet and say so.
I’m guessing it’s a nickname. If you’ve spent any time around posh* folk you’ll be aware they have a very different concept of decency about these sorts of things compared to us normals.
*as in properly posh, my great grandfather played cricket at Harrow with Churchill, said he was a ghastly commoner, posh.
Ever feel like this place a fragile net of Inbetweeners-faced balloons with the hair-trigger potential of becoming wildly untethered at the utterance of a word? 😉
Ever feel like this place a fragile net of Inbetweeners-faced balloons with the hair-trigger potential of becoming wildly untethered at the utterance of a word? 😉
Ever feel like this place a fragile net of Inbetweeners-faced balloons with the hair-trigger potential of becoming wildly untethered at the utterance of a word?
This thread has brightened up an otherwise dull day
Indeed.
Most
Awesome.
In my mind I have him sitting next to a computer all day with his own version of Thesaurus (but a modern urban version) open just waiting tantalisingly for the stab of his paws..
Similar vein. Young lady walking down the road in Brizzle wearing a t-shirt saying ‘save animals eat pussy’ which I thought was a bit too much info about her lifestyle choices.