oozing slab of Burwash Rose
Sounds more like something you’d pick up from a night with the local bike.
oozing slab of Burwash Rose
Genuine story. I had a bit of a tumultuous relationship with my old man growing up, particularly in the months leading up to me finally moving out when I was 18. On one particular occasion, he came home on his lunch break to find me undressed and rolling a joint in the living room (I always smoked 'em outside).
An argument ensued and culminated in him properly losing his shít and beginning to throw the contents of the kitchen fruit bowl at me - there were literally apples and pears flying everywhere. I successfully managed to dodge everything with the exception of a piece of flesh from the banana he was eating at the time, which caught me square on the eyeball, which was surprisingly painful.
This caused me some temporary sight loss which required me to wear an eye patch for a couple of weeks. Bad enough in itself, but compounded by the fact that a few months earlier one of my mates had very sadly permanently lost the use of his eye in a hit and run accident in which he was nearly killed, and had been forced to wear an eye patch himself. Naturally, everyone thought I was taking the píss, and it didn't go down well.
"How did you hurt your eye then, you dickhead?"
"Erm, my dad hit me in the eye with a banana."
You probably had to be there, but my life in those crazy days was very surreal.
An Austrian smoked cheese last week. She held it like a dagger and snarled at me over something ( don’t ask me what)
My wife threatened me with an Austrian smoked cheese last week.
Wouldn't have happened in Allgäu. Could have been worse...you might of Spundekäs it all up Bruder Basil. These are all for Herr Tubthumper!
Never mind cheese assault it's the fresh fruit attack you need to watch out for!