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Bonjela sucks.
I've used over half a tube on this bloody king-ulcer that's at exactly the same height as the top of my teeth, so it gets scratched every time I open my mouth / suck a juicy _
Every night and morning, and about twice through the day, for the last 5 days I've dried the skanky blister thing then rubbed tonnes of Bonjela on it, screaming in special healing agony.
Nothing - if anything, it's got even bigger (maybe I rubbed it too much) and now there's this big yellow bulgy thing in the middle.
yummu.
Lovely ulcers.
Also: some chavs, with an average age of about 8, shouted something along the lines of "Oi mate! Got a spare fag!" at me, through the cold dark, across a road.
I stared, wondering if these children realise that everyone in the whole world hates them on sight, and walked on.
"Don't f**king ignore me! Tight *innaudiable*"
Oh dear oh dear. Big, chav-sized blenders we need, maybe with a nice burberry trim and an unknown father.
Oh, also: what was nice, as I waited for a bus t'other day, two stinking pikeys came off a bus, hauling chav's-first-baby with them. Probably about 2 weeks old, poor, cure, unnaware thing - what a terrible fate lies in store.
And they were giving it powered milk already, which made me sad. And the chavétte, upon re-assembling their pram, just pulled the covering thing right over the little baby so you couldn't even see it.
erm ... yeah.
There's a nice little rant for y'all.
Oh, also: how they hell do you grow seedless grapes? They have no seeds. And how did they make them not have seeds in the first place?
I've used over half a tube on this bloody king-ulcer that's at exactly the same height as the top of my teeth, so it gets scratched every time I open my mouth / suck a juicy _
Every night and morning, and about twice through the day, for the last 5 days I've dried the skanky blister thing then rubbed tonnes of Bonjela on it, screaming in special healing agony.
Nothing - if anything, it's got even bigger (maybe I rubbed it too much) and now there's this big yellow bulgy thing in the middle.
yummu.
Lovely ulcers.
Also: some chavs, with an average age of about 8, shouted something along the lines of "Oi mate! Got a spare fag!" at me, through the cold dark, across a road.
I stared, wondering if these children realise that everyone in the whole world hates them on sight, and walked on.
"Don't f**king ignore me! Tight *innaudiable*"
Oh dear oh dear. Big, chav-sized blenders we need, maybe with a nice burberry trim and an unknown father.
Oh, also: what was nice, as I waited for a bus t'other day, two stinking pikeys came off a bus, hauling chav's-first-baby with them. Probably about 2 weeks old, poor, cure, unnaware thing - what a terrible fate lies in store.
And they were giving it powered milk already, which made me sad. And the chavétte, upon re-assembling their pram, just pulled the covering thing right over the little baby so you couldn't even see it.
erm ... yeah.
There's a nice little rant for y'all.
Oh, also: how they hell do you grow seedless grapes? They have no seeds. And how did they make them not have seeds in the first place?
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kneepulls.
Nipples is such a nice word
Aha, and on the subject of "Chavs"
We seen a couple of them on our way home from Ten Pen Bowling for PE: SPort In THe Community (Yes, we do bowling for PE).
We were on a bus/coach, and so, from our safety, we mooned them/showed our nipples, to which we received an obscene hand gesture.
The teacher was oblivious to what was going on.
Probably because she's 90 or something.
It was hilarious though.
Haha.
*Laughs*
We seen a couple of them on our way home from Ten Pen Bowling for PE: SPort In THe Community (Yes, we do bowling for PE).
We were on a bus/coach, and so, from our safety, we mooned them/showed our nipples, to which we received an obscene hand gesture.
The teacher was oblivious to what was going on.
Probably because she's 90 or something.
It was hilarious though.
Haha.
*Laughs*
What do you call a man who swirls salty water around his mouth then spits it out?
English_Bloke
Not the joke you had in mind?
English_Bloke
Not the joke you had in mind?
Swill some salty water round your mouth. Just make sure you spit it out and don't swallow it, (no jokes please).
Rant #2.
The Year 12's at our college are nearly all chavs.
It's shocking. They abuse us Year 13s on occasion.
The Year 12's at our college are nearly all chavs.
It's shocking. They abuse us Year 13s on occasion.
Bonjela sucks.
I've used over half a tube on this bloody king-ulcer that's at exactly the same height as the top of my teeth, so it gets scratched every time I open my mouth / suck a juicy _
Every night and morning, and about twice through the day, for the last 5 days I've dried the skanky blister thing then rubbed tonnes of Bonjela on it, screaming in special healing agony.
Nothing - if anything, it's got even bigger (maybe I rubbed it too much) and now there's this big yellow bulgy thing in the middle.
yummu.
Lovely ulcers.
Also: some chavs, with an average age of about 8, shouted something along the lines of "Oi mate! Got a spare fag!" at me, through the cold dark, across a road.
I stared, wondering if these children realise that everyone in the whole world hates them on sight, and walked on.
"Don't f**king ignore me! Tight *innaudiable*"
Oh dear oh dear. Big, chav-sized blenders we need, maybe with a nice burberry trim and an unknown father.
Oh, also: what was nice, as I waited for a bus t'other day, two stinking pikeys came off a bus, hauling chav's-first-baby with them. Probably about 2 weeks old, poor, cure, unnaware thing - what a terrible fate lies in store.
And they were giving it powered milk already, which made me sad. And the chavétte, upon re-assembling their pram, just pulled the covering thing right over the little baby so you couldn't even see it.
erm ... yeah.
There's a nice little rant for y'all.
Oh, also: how they hell do you grow seedless grapes? They have no seeds. And how did they make them not have seeds in the first place?
I've used over half a tube on this bloody king-ulcer that's at exactly the same height as the top of my teeth, so it gets scratched every time I open my mouth / suck a juicy _
Every night and morning, and about twice through the day, for the last 5 days I've dried the skanky blister thing then rubbed tonnes of Bonjela on it, screaming in special healing agony.
Nothing - if anything, it's got even bigger (maybe I rubbed it too much) and now there's this big yellow bulgy thing in the middle.
yummu.
Lovely ulcers.
Also: some chavs, with an average age of about 8, shouted something along the lines of "Oi mate! Got a spare fag!" at me, through the cold dark, across a road.
I stared, wondering if these children realise that everyone in the whole world hates them on sight, and walked on.
"Don't f**king ignore me! Tight *innaudiable*"
Oh dear oh dear. Big, chav-sized blenders we need, maybe with a nice burberry trim and an unknown father.
Oh, also: what was nice, as I waited for a bus t'other day, two stinking pikeys came off a bus, hauling chav's-first-baby with them. Probably about 2 weeks old, poor, cure, unnaware thing - what a terrible fate lies in store.
And they were giving it powered milk already, which made me sad. And the chavétte, upon re-assembling their pram, just pulled the covering thing right over the little baby so you couldn't even see it.
erm ... yeah.
There's a nice little rant for y'all.
Oh, also: how they hell do you grow seedless grapes? They have no seeds. And how did they make them not have seeds in the first place?
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