Right, I’m Moving To Norwich

Some girl in a car shouted a compliment and waved at me as I walked into town from SCVA this morning. It must have been the red shoes:



The ladies love the red shoes. They’re not so keen on my disinterest in sex, work and living though. Oh well, one can’t be perfect.

Oh god, I’ve just remembered a story about my disinterest:

This Loughborough Uni student took me home one night. Anyway, she wanted sex, where as I’d had 10 or so pints and wanted sleep. In frustration she grabbed and shook my penis shouting “fuck me S******** you bastard” (Jesus, I told her my real name, I never do that). I slurred “In the morning” as a reply.
Come the morning I made her drive me to work.....sans sex. Well, she wasn’t ging-herr, Philipa or the rotund one.

Red shoes are so underated.

Red dessie boots and tatty jeans, fuck I'm feeling all cosmopolitan

Ooh you went to the SCVA. Did you get any Nectar Points?

Thoughts and prayers crown, just noticed the cat died

Have no idea what the last two posts mean. Assume pepe's was in tractorise and James' in Doric.

Top chukka-bootage...  

Top (sexy) anecdotage... 

Jolly good show all round.  

I reckon Jimmy is referring to the 'half-mast' nature of yer strides in relation to yer footwear Test.  

PS

Pepe - Never mind all that 'nectar points' guff... did ye notice that I finally worked out where your avatar comes from?

Don't tell him Immo, I like to appear pissed and mysterious

I can usually only manage one of those at a time Jimmy.  

Mostly the former it hasta be said.

Immo wrote:

I reckon Jimmy is referring to the 'half-mast' nature of yer strides in relation to yer footwear Test.  

Trousers ride up the legs when one sits, hence why mo favours his whorish dress:






Just a quick disinterest story from earlier this week:

Woman enquired about me doing some PC work for her and asked what I charged. When told, she wondered if there was a discount for sex. No, was my reply. She was rotund, but unfortunately not THE rotund one.

   

Just when I thought I was out...


   

... Heart-shaped Mo deely-boppers.   

Just in time for the Alan Partridge premier, are you famous crown?

Read the spoof-autobiography just before the break and yucked it up throughout.

The playlist thing is genius.  

(Although I was a bit freaked by the inclusion of Mamunia by Macca   )

#36tungsten-tippedscrews...nevergonnausethem

JimmyMcGrory wrote:

Deference is a tool to oppress the simple minded. Never address anyone by a title. And yes, Lizzie Windsor can go fuck herself.

are you flouncing? 

Goodness no, flouncing is a Falkirk trait.