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magic8ball

« on: Friday, November 10, 2006, 14:29:41 »

Ok, not exactly, but I just had lunch in an Italian restaurant in Swansea (my hometown) and Rory, Leon Knight, Steven Watt and Darren Pratley were sat on the table next to us.

They spent the whole time talking about girls and myspace, and commenting on women walking past the window.

Rory's car was parked outside on double yellows.

Darren Pratley also complained to the waitor because his king prawns were too big.

That is all.
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« Reply #1 on: Friday, November 10, 2006, 14:31:55 »

Quote from: "magic8ball"
Ok, not exactly, but I just had lunch in an Italian restaurant in Swansea (my hometown) and Rory, Leon Knight, Steven Watt and Darren Pratley were sat on the table next to us.

They spent the whole time talking about girls and myspace, and commenting on women walking past the window.

Rory's car was parked outside on double yellows.

Darren Pratley also complained to the waitor because Rory's cock was too big.

That is all.
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« Reply #2 on: Friday, November 10, 2006, 22:02:35 »

Quote from: "magic8ball"
Ok, not exactly, but I just had lunch in an Italian restaurant in Swansea (my hometown) and Rory, Leon Knight, Steven Watt and Darren Pratley were sat on the table next to us.

They spent the whole time talking about boys and anal sex and commenting on tramps wanking over the window.

Rory's cock was pissing outside in a dogs mouth.

Darren Pratley also complained to the waitor because his name was too big and reminded him of twat juice.

That is all.
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« Reply #3 on: Saturday, November 11, 2006, 02:26:12 »

I like Swansea. It's a nice place. Oystermouth is particularly nice on the gower peninsula.

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