Beer.
Tits.
Tits.
And thinking "What a bunch of man bag carrying *****".That’s what she says, I’m sure the eye-candy plays a part. Whilst you’re supping your pint of ale and farting your missus will keep glancing over at Herr Tubthumper and his man-squad drinking sophisticated craft beers.
So this mid fifties bloke walks into his local and goes to the bar.Beer.
Tits.
Strippers
I think the best pub is the one that my wife doesn't know that I'm in.
Those couple of hours spent ignoring emails, texts, WhatsApp etc and just having two pints of good beer while watching sport and/or talking shit with other blokes.
Best part of a day working from home (every day). But if I get grassed up then I'm up slack alley for such inoffensive behaviour.
People, FFS.
And thinking "What a bunch of man bag carrying *****".
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under the thumb, no need for any excuses
regards
DF
Hotties?
Five letters HT. I thought better from you.
I think the best pub is the one that my wife doesn't know that I'm in.
Those couple of hours spent ignoring emails, texts, WhatsApp etc and just having two pints of good beer while watching sport and/or talking shit with other blokes.
Best part of a day working from home (every day). But if I get grassed up then I'm up slack alley for such inoffensive behaviour.
People, FFS.
Now that is a PROPER PUB ! Is there one like this left anywhere ?
Dave at The Ship is having a jukebox installed next month so that will take his tally up to a respectable 3/6.
I'd be happy to give this place my custom.
Can I throw in a dusty trophy behind the bar won by the pub darts/pool/crib league in 1977 and some witty graffiti in the bogs?
Where’s that?
That’s what she says, I’m sure the eye-candy plays a part. Whilst you’re supping your pint of ale and farting your missus will keep glancing over at Herr Tubthumper and his man-squad drinking sophisticated craft beers.