ABSOLUTELY disgusting

chav1 · 31-12-2005, 20:19

i have just passed the telephone box on the way back from the shop and in it youths have left two bottles of stella half drank

ime not too bothered about the lack of self discipline that leads to littering public phone boxes but more deeply concerned about the disgusting waste of perfectly good booze on new years eve of all nights

what the hell is this country coming too when our scroats cant even finish an opened beer

if it wasnt for fear of catching somat nasty i would be tempted to finish them myself lol

Debbie J · 31-12-2005, 21:24

Maybe they are hiding somewhere to see who dares to try it. It could be full of pee or something even more disgusting

SPUGGIE J · 31-12-2005, 22:07

Trying to be macho but wernt so dump the "alledged" beer. Then it could have also been 0.2% proof pee.

Se them stoating around after two stellas up here thinking they are hard men.

staggeringman · 01-01-2006, 02:41

wish i had have been there with thee chav! i would of tookum back and bought some proper beer mate.

garinda · 01-01-2006, 02:51

Drinking is bad.

The very thought of people throwing dirty beer down their necks makes me sick.

harwood red · 01-01-2006, 03:14

Of course you would never do anything like that now would you garinda

garinda · 01-01-2006, 03:21

The very idea makes me want to make a river of beer outside the Stag.

I did make a river?

Were Boney M singing about it?

It's all just a nasty blur.

chav1 · 01-01-2006, 03:30

mr pukahontis himself got away scott free in a taxi while every one else skated on his vomit lol

garinda · 01-01-2006, 03:32

By the rivers of Rinda,
where we sat down.
Yeah we skidded,
right into town.

Thank you and goodnight.

Rindy has left the building.

lettie · 01-01-2006, 09:39

It's funny but I do have a hazy recollection of sliding through a pool of vomit outside the Stag last night..... Wondered how it got there..

Sparkologist · 01-01-2006, 10:34

What I don't understand is how such a miraculous recovery ensued, to enable Rindy to sprint for the taxi, (Ok then, stagger faster than the rest of us), after minutes earlier being in the clutches of a technicolour yawn.