Im ashamed to say that my saving attempts have been quite poor this year so far, although I must have done a splendid job last Friday on a boozer in South London (I think it was Forest Hill) as I woke up in Bermondsey saturday morning with no idea how I got there, why I was there etc etc.
As...
Frig that! Think Im wearing a crap school uniform all day and then coming home and changing into an even crapper one (Green! Stupid hat!)? You can flip off!
I was out on the streets; can of top deck in one hand and a half smoked John Player Number 6 that I found on the bus in the other!
JBRA
Jarvis Brook Republican Army
Were barmy
Wherever we go
We fear no foe
We are the JBRA!
We dont want your gasworks
Or your industry (or railway)
We will fight for freedom
Oooooooooonnnnnnnnnnn to victory
On a slightly different topic, number 1s. I once had to go on a bus as a youngster and had to do it in a crisp packet which my mum then had to hold until we got off, which as I recall was about an hour and a half later.
You walk across the class
And it squirts out your arse
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Some people think its funny
But its really hot and runny
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I was climbing up a tree
and it dribbled down my knee
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I was crawling underneath
And it dribbled through my teeth
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I had a similar experience in Blackfriars Station after a curry in Brick Lane the other year. In 30 seconds I went from thinking I must have one when I get home to Im having one right now. I had to run up the esculators without moving my legs above the knees (much to the amusement of my sister...
One of my mates worked with a women who had a bit of a problem with the stingo (she couldnt get enough of it). One day she disappeared to the bogs and didnt come back for quite some time. Then she rang the office from her mobile and asked one of the females to go to the bogs to help her as she...