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Just knocked my very special lasys freinds oil burner of the kitchen table.. i cried i shouted, i had a spliff.. then i took to the net.. and by god the first link i came to was the exact body shop soap stone one i had just broken.. and it has 35% off,
ther may actually be a god 🙂
paid extra so it should be here by tuesday.
I've typed some shit on here, but think you may have topped all my previous attempts.
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I've not seen one of those since 1993
Pass me a bit of that spliff.
i had a spliff..
evidently 🙂
I used to teach pottery in a prison - the lags used to make those for themselves, using a tin of boot polish as a candle, and pour shampoo in the bowl on the top.
I used to teach pottery in a prison - the lags used to make those for themselves, using a tin of boot polish as a candle, and pour shampoo in the bowl on the top.
Gayest prison ever.
This post could only have been surpassed if accidentally posted in the bike forum.
OP.. Do you own a tie-dye riding t-shirt??
Just knocked my very special lasys freinds oil burner of the kitchen table.. i cried i shouted, [b]i had a spliff[/b].. then i took to the net.. and by god the first link i came to was the exact body shop soap stone one i had just broken.. and it has 35% off,
ther may actually be a god
paid extra so it should be here by tuesday.
Explains a lot... 😆
i just want to share my relief with the lovely folks at STW. 🙂
I used to teach pottery in a prison - the lags used to make those for themselves, using a tin of boot polish as a candle, and pour shampoo in the bowl on the top.
"The whoosh of camomile tinged with rosehip and jojoba makes my cell smell simply [i]darling![/i]" said Shagnasty McBrainsplitter, currently serving 17 concurrent life sentences after being convicted of eating babies, cottaging and feltching in 1985.
Gayest prison ever.
You'd think, I thought it was a pretty odd choice when they asked me to help make one - almost everything else they wanted to make was either a home made pipe or a thinly veiled attempt to make something you could put in a sock and smash someone's skull with.
I think the motivation for the makeshift scented oil burner was having to spend 20 hours a day penned up in a cell with two or there other sweaty, farty blokes and a bucket of their collected shit.
I would have thought that the oil burner/shampoo combo would be overpowered by the smell of burning boot polish !
I take the spliff came before the post?
"Oil burner" or hillbilly vaporiser?
How many teeth did they have?
