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Whereas Chronic! wrote an article telling us when Poch overtook Sherwood as having the best league win percentage, where is his consistency to remind us that Sherwoods record for Spurs far outweighs that of any manager.
Come on Chronic, show some consistency for once!
i had 3 actual friends, and a beautiful amazing girl, and i lost them, just like that, lol.
don't talk to me btw raptor. i dont want to know.
i went back to stay in a place i stayed at last year. it's got a nice little pool.
i have to say, i was a mess when i got there. of my own doing.
i'd been out a few nights in a row, on the red bulls. copious cigarettes. and, admittedly, too much pron.
i was kinda planning a keep my head down and recharge the batteries day...
i surface around lunchtime. dragging myself out of what had already become my latest hovel.
and i slump down on a poolside sunbed.
3 lads english lads arrive. i offer to move over so they can sit togethor.
they say thanks. we have a brief chat.
i notice that this end's in the shade anyway.
the only sun (THE SUN) is at the other end of the pool...
where there's 4 sunbeds in glorious sunshine.
but although theyre empty, theyre covered with towels, and a few odds and sods.
i lie there for about half an hour, looking at these perfectly placed, unused sunbeds.
i decide theyre fair game. whoever's put their towels there (i assume theyre german), has been away for at least an hour, and i decide theyve no right to just resrve the only sunbeds in the sun for the afternoon...
so, i get up, leaving the english lads to it, and move the stuff off one of the sunbeds (a towel, a grey tshirt and a couple of other bits), and help myself.
i suppose im there for about 20 minutes or so, enjoying the rays, minding my own business...
suddenly i hear voices approaching from behind.
"right, you're going to have to move" one of them says.
this is quite a long story.
it's a girl. there's 3 of them. and a lad.
theyre quite animated about the situation.
i decide to play the diplomat, in an effort to be both appropriately compromising, and also to reach a solution which suits everyone.
the "you're going to have to move" girl (later to be known as the 'pro us' friend), did the negotiating.
they were posh english birds btw.
anyway, to my surprise, the negotiation ended in me being allowed to stay in exactly the same place.
pro-us friend pulled her sunbed in front of and across mine, and.......(we need a name for her. just a sec)...
nope. stayed right there sann.
Princess i'll have to call her.
So we;ve got :
-Princess
-the anti us friend
-the pro us friend
this could take all day.
Basically, the fit one comes and lies right next to me.
She starts covering herself in suncream.
Im thinking "oh my days", and at the same time, "why today ?".
it quickly becomes apparent, that they know the lads up the other end of the pool.
they met in vietnam or somewhere (theyre all about 22).
and before long theyre all in the pool togethor, chatting.
it's not like electric or anything. more like a school disco tbh.
anyway, thats when i notice the fit one's errr boo bies. theyre quite something, i take note.
she's not a slim girl. but i like the look of her. im already thinking i like this.
then one of the lads asks her where she's from. she says gloucestershire. the lad says "we thought you was form Windsor or something".
and this is where i fell for her...
she pushes herself backwards in the pool, with her hands behind her head, looking at the sky, and shouts....
"yayyyyyyy. im the queeeeeen"
we had spoken.
when she was putting the suncream on, i said to her, that if she wasnt already aware of the situation, we had had a terroitial dispute over the sunbeds, and i reach a comrpmise settlement with your friend, which allowed me to stay here.
she did a little laugh to herself.
i think that was her moment actually...
anyway. she gets out of the pool, in her shades and comes back to lie on the sunbed.
before she gets back into her book, i say to her,
"you look very french riviera in those shades"
she's interested in the observation.
i reiterate that i think she has a movie star look from st tropez.
she says she'll take that.
we start chatting away.
there's a bit of an odd bit here.
she's reading Lolita....
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Whereas Chronic! wrote an article telling us when Poch overtook Sherwood as having the best league win percentage, where is his consistency to remind us that Sherwoods record for Spurs far outweighs that of any manager.
Come on Chronic, show some consistency for once!
posted on 30/8/15
it's happened again !
posted on 30/8/15
i had 3 actual friends, and a beautiful amazing girl, and i lost them, just like that, lol.
posted on 30/8/15
don't talk to me btw raptor. i dont want to know.
posted on 30/8/15
i went back to stay in a place i stayed at last year. it's got a nice little pool.
posted on 30/8/15
i have to say, i was a mess when i got there. of my own doing.
i'd been out a few nights in a row, on the red bulls. copious cigarettes. and, admittedly, too much pron.
i was kinda planning a keep my head down and recharge the batteries day...
posted on 30/8/15
i surface around lunchtime. dragging myself out of what had already become my latest hovel.
and i slump down on a poolside sunbed.
3 lads english lads arrive. i offer to move over so they can sit togethor.
they say thanks. we have a brief chat.
i notice that this end's in the shade anyway.
the only sun (THE SUN) is at the other end of the pool...
posted on 30/8/15
where there's 4 sunbeds in glorious sunshine.
but although theyre empty, theyre covered with towels, and a few odds and sods.
i lie there for about half an hour, looking at these perfectly placed, unused sunbeds.
i decide theyre fair game. whoever's put their towels there (i assume theyre german), has been away for at least an hour, and i decide theyve no right to just resrve the only sunbeds in the sun for the afternoon...
posted on 30/8/15
so, i get up, leaving the english lads to it, and move the stuff off one of the sunbeds (a towel, a grey tshirt and a couple of other bits), and help myself.
i suppose im there for about 20 minutes or so, enjoying the rays, minding my own business...
posted on 30/8/15
suddenly i hear voices approaching from behind.
"right, you're going to have to move" one of them says.
posted on 30/8/15
this is quite a long story.
posted on 30/8/15
it's a girl. there's 3 of them. and a lad.
theyre quite animated about the situation.
i decide to play the diplomat, in an effort to be both appropriately compromising, and also to reach a solution which suits everyone.
the "you're going to have to move" girl (later to be known as the 'pro us' friend), did the negotiating.
they were posh english birds btw.
anyway, to my surprise, the negotiation ended in me being allowed to stay in exactly the same place.
pro-us friend pulled her sunbed in front of and across mine, and.......(we need a name for her. just a sec)...
posted on 30/8/15
posted on 30/8/15
nope. stayed right there sann.
posted on 30/8/15
posted on 30/8/15
Princess i'll have to call her.
So we;ve got :
-Princess
-the anti us friend
-the pro us friend
this could take all day.
posted on 30/8/15
Basically, the fit one comes and lies right next to me.
She starts covering herself in suncream.
Im thinking "oh my days", and at the same time, "why today ?".
posted on 30/8/15
it quickly becomes apparent, that they know the lads up the other end of the pool.
they met in vietnam or somewhere (theyre all about 22).
and before long theyre all in the pool togethor, chatting.
it's not like electric or anything. more like a school disco tbh.
anyway, thats when i notice the fit one's errr boo bies. theyre quite something, i take note.
she's not a slim girl. but i like the look of her. im already thinking i like this.
then one of the lads asks her where she's from. she says gloucestershire. the lad says "we thought you was form Windsor or something".
and this is where i fell for her...
she pushes herself backwards in the pool, with her hands behind her head, looking at the sky, and shouts....
"yayyyyyyy. im the queeeeeen"
posted on 30/8/15
we had spoken.
when she was putting the suncream on, i said to her, that if she wasnt already aware of the situation, we had had a terroitial dispute over the sunbeds, and i reach a comrpmise settlement with your friend, which allowed me to stay here.
she did a little laugh to herself.
i think that was her moment actually...
posted on 30/8/15
anyway. she gets out of the pool, in her shades and comes back to lie on the sunbed.
before she gets back into her book, i say to her,
"you look very french riviera in those shades"
she's interested in the observation.
i reiterate that i think she has a movie star look from st tropez.
she says she'll take that.
posted on 30/8/15
we start chatting away.
there's a bit of an odd bit here.
she's reading Lolita....
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