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Many of you have emailed me telling me of your agony, your sleepness nights and the never-ending stream of tears that have been pouring since I told you that you were 'a stupid fatty'.
You phone me to scream abuse because I brought back those repressed memories of you not having sex.
But I can't take any more. Please, for the love of God, shut the hell up.
If I hear any more of your wimpering I will explode, so I want to atone for my sins and achieve redemption the only way: by not being bad any more. This post was my last naughty one.
From now on, I'll be more like Skippy and less like Skipinder.
> I can.
>
> But I was brought up in a bike shop. Perhaps it's given me a more
> nostalgic sense to them, but then I've also developed what must
> obviously be a strong resistance or at least familiarity to the
> smell.
The rubber or the oil which one is the best?
> Mystique wrote:
> Aoe wrote:
> Am i the only one that found this post amusing?
>
>
> ****
> Nope.
But I was brought up in a bike shop. Perhaps it's given me a more nostalgic sense to them, but then I've also developed what must obviously be a strong resistance or at least familiarity to the smell.
This his already been settled - no one can resist that strange tempting allure of the bike shop smell.
> Because he's the best thing on the forum?
I hear ya man.