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ironing your socks
Join Date: Jul 2008
Location: I'm in a rocknroll band. huh.
Posts: 396
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![]() 7: Braving The Ice... ![]() ...in winklepickers. ![]() For some unholy reason I disposed of every trainer/plimsoll like item i ever owned. anything that was not on the 'shoe' side of the footwear spectrum no longer belongs in my wardrobe. When I'm embracing the nightlife, I look like the belle of the ball with my expensive collection of leather winklepickers. However, now that england seems to be covered in a permanent sheet of ice, I regret making such a ridiculous fashion decision and instead want to root out my old battered gola trainers that would get me bullied in P.E. lessons. I find myself making outrageously conservative steps on my 30 minute trip to college, looking like I have **** myself by raising my legs in the air like an ostrich. So far, I have been late to college everyday for the past 2 weeks because even the kid with the dodgy limp and the mullet overtakes me. I've even heard him snicker whilst doing so. |
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#5 (permalink) |
ironing your socks
Join Date: Jul 2008
Location: I'm in a rocknroll band. huh.
Posts: 396
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![]() 8: Remembering what is best to forget such as the time where i got really drunk at a party and got a handjob off a random girl and told her that i loved her during ejaculation. such as the time where i called my current girlfriend my ex-girlfriends name the very first time that i told her loved her. such as the time where i tore a hole in the crotch of my trousers at school and spent a day walking around like it. such as the time where i got really drunk and sent a text message to the girl that i liked containing just the words 'your hair smells lovely'. when i woke up the next day, i felt a surge of relief knowing that the girl didn't have my number. however, checking the outbox in my phone, i found out that i had included my name and a winking face at the bottom of the text. she never replied. such as the time where i had a house party and rode my bin like a horse such as the time TWO WEEKS AGO, where in an attempt to impress my girlfriends attractive friends, i felt it appropriate to try and start a fight on every male in the club. instead, they all left me in there alone. including my girlfriend. such as the time where i farted in geography and couldnt stop laughing about it so i was sent out the classroom. such as the time where i tried to swagger past my girlfriends ex-boyfriend, thinking it was a gracious attempt at me showing him how much cooler i was, but then falling over onto my arse. |
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