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Burn wrote:
i know...to much information regarding the titty bars...sorry
Ah, "The Pubic Triangle" , I saw The Meteors in the Cas'/Kaz Rock, I take it your not talking about "The Burke & Hare"
the very place
again...me ex misses went to see the Meteors with her goff mates...(personally i'd rather be boiled alive)...
close to the Burke'n'Hair is the square box of a boozer which played host to the Deathies...
Problem solved, it is a "Box" of a place right enough
Being brave is coming home at 2am half drunk, smelling of perfume, climbing into bed, slapping the wife on the arse and saying,"right fatty, you're next!!"
scotty wrote:
Ah, "The Pubic Triangle" , I saw The Meteors in the Cas'/Kaz Rock, I take it your not talking about "The Burke & Hare"
the very place
again...me ex misses went to see the Meteors with her goff mates...(personally i'd rather be boiled alive)...
close to the Burke'n'Hair is the square box of a boozer which played host to the Deathies...
Problem solved, it is a "Box" of a place right enough
box
dive
hole in the ground
same place...different descriptions of it's value to man...
you prolly saw me ex misses...huge Cult fan...big leather with Fire Woman painted on the back...and a couple of other attributes that seemed to be at eye level all of a sudden like
Dim, through the misty panes and thick green light,
As under a green sea, I saw him drowning.
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
James Blast wrote:take this tae PMs ya radge, doss clints!
Christ Blast, a' that Irvine Welsh's went streight tae yer heid like, ken!
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Being brave is coming home at 2am half drunk, smelling of perfume, climbing into bed, slapping the wife on the arse and saying,"right fatty, you're next!!"
Ma heid? thi radge clint sais, aw 'Like eh didnae mean nae offence, like.'
Eh feel ma knife in ma poakit, n like ah'm aw fulla.... aye ye could be right
Time for a new book, me thinketh.
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
James Blast wrote:Ma heid? thi radge clint sais, aw 'Like eh didnae mean nae offence, like.'
Eh feel ma knife in ma poakit, n like ah'm aw fulla.... aye ye could be right
Time for a new book, me thinketh.
I've a couple that I've no' finished colouring in yet, will I send you one
Being brave is coming home at 2am half drunk, smelling of perfume, climbing into bed, slapping the wife on the arse and saying,"right fatty, you're next!!"
scotty wrote:[I've a couple that I've no' finished colouring in yet, will I send you one
Dinnae! jist dinnae eh'm toatally distroobed by that Welsh clints book.
Us Weegies urnae even close tae that, mahn. awrite, scum are scum, whatever town they originate from, naebdys denyin' that
"And when you start to think about death, you start to think about what's after it. And then you start hoping there is a God. For me, it's a frightening thought to go nowhere".
~ Peter Steele
, I saw The Meteors in the Cas'/Kaz
Rock, I take it your not talking about "The Burke & Hare"
Problem solved, it is a "Box" of a place right enough 
