Does the shop do puff pastry?
32 Re: The Gay Cake Wed Oct 10 2018, 19:06
karlypants
Nat Lofthouse
Natasha Whittam wrote:karlypants wrote:I don’t wear white socks with flip flops at all but I do paint my toe nails!
This is a new low, even for you.
I usually paint them in a gothic black.
There’s no pink in sight!
33 Re: The Gay Cake Thu Oct 11 2018, 01:52
Angry Dad
Youri Djorkaeff
My uncle Barry was gay i was too young to pick up on it though he used to shout where's me fags and my auntie Jean would shout back down the park where you left em. You remember stuff like that when you are a kid. He was a great bloke used to ride me round the garden on the lawn mower told me never to get married and to stay away from women as they were poison.He left me his piano he was killed by a bus on his way to work.
34 Re: The Gay Cake Thu Oct 11 2018, 02:25
Angry Dad
Youri Djorkaeff
The memories come flooding back he liked to eat raw peas after we shelled them and he'd sit me on his lap and let me steer his car. I was fascinated by his pipe he let me smoke it once,it smelt nice but I remember the awful taste it was foul something iv'e not forgot. I saw him kill a rat in the garden it was a big one that the cat was fighting by the shed he hit it with a spade it was my first experience of violence.
35 Re: The Gay Cake Thu Oct 11 2018, 10:30
boltonbonce
Nat Lofthouse
He sounds a bit like my Uncle Stan. He smoked a pipe too.Angry Dad wrote:The memories come flooding back he liked to eat raw peas after we shelled them and he'd sit me on his lap and let me steer his car. I was fascinated by his pipe he let me smoke it once,it smelt nice but I remember the awful taste it was foul something iv'e not forgot. I saw him kill a rat in the garden it was a big one that the cat was fighting by the shed he hit it with a spade it was my first experience of violence.
If it rained, he'd turn it upside down so the rain wouldn't put it out. He said it was an old shepherd's trick.
He was also a big fan of peas, but in his case they were of the dried variety. He used to stick them up his nose, then blow them,with great accuracy, at a line up of playing cards. He was the Wyatt Earp of the nasal west.
One day he pushed one up too far, and had to visit A+E, where a doctor retrieved it with a pair of tweezers.
One Christmas, he tried the same trick with plum stones, but it fell rather flat.
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