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Doing university work. Marvelling at how stupid i was when I was drunk.

I should never get that drunk again. Never.

28 letter alphabets! I HATE THEM!!!!!

Sweetcorn. GRR!

Just seen the freshers come into the English Department at the Uni. I swear that if you stand next to some of them, you can hear a dial tone...

I'm not Zac Efron either

Welcome.

Giving the game up after this next session with Ab. oh, my poor bank balance. Good luck with your "retirement" :) ... but if you get a well paid job in the future ... ? Still no, I'm afraid. relying on W/Gs has meant that I am rather stunted in the 'go and get yourself a lass' stakes. Tha...

Giving the game up after this next session with Ab. oh, my poor bank balance.

"Sasum frasun sasum frasun rick rastardly"

Type in 'screws', it is brilliantly funny!

You lot. Thanks for the sympathetic and supportive PMs

Amateurish blackmailing motherf*ckers

Exan Resits!

I'm a guy who pretty much loves it all as long as it is draped over an gorgeous gal

Is that book I ordered four months ago still in Hull, or has someone nicked it?

TheBaron wrote:

Wouldn't stop a pig in an entry

alludes to bow legged man trying to stop a pig in a tenfoot

means u are useless

Ta, been mulling that one over for months. May explain why I've gotta be back in Hull tomorrow for this resit.

Good Morning all, Going to be going to sleep in the same city as the rest of you tomorrow night. Not going to have time for a punt this weekend though.

Maybe when I get back for a couple of months in late September...

Looking forward to seeing my flatmate back in Hull tomorrow

Couldn't hit a barn door with a banjo

Wouldn't stop a pig in an entry

(I'm still trying to figure out that second one myself)

sorry about that, but CAN you take a W/G in there with you for a session?

Forgive my naivatee (did I spell that right?), but can you ask for a w//g to join you in the sauna?

MMM. Belle looks extremely moorish.

DULCE ET DECORUM EST By Wilfred Owen Bent double, like old beggars under sacks, Knock-kneed, coughing like hags, we cursed through sludge, Till on the haunting flares we turned our backs And towards our distant rest began to trudge. Men marched asleep. Many had lost their boots But limped on, blood...

shyhullmale wrote:

chrishigh wrote:Being booted out a job after only three f*&^ing hours!

Oh, the joys of being a temp worker.

That's not good, did they just decide they did not have enough work for you to do or did you do something wrong?

Apparently I was 'not competant enough on the phones'. Grrr.

Being booted out a job after only three f*&^ing hours!

Oh, the joys of being a temp worker.