Rain (2 Viewers)

[rettucs]

I'm not cycling home in that

this is a crock

ya big wus

 

[Hector Grey]

ya big wus

too right. cycling home ain't a bother. you get home, you hop in the shower. get warm. cup o tea. foot massage from the peruvian boy that lives under the sink.

cycling into work... now that's a drag

 

[Yurn!]

foot massage from the peruvian boy that lives under the sink.

you have one too? Is yours a pleasure model?

 

[Hector Grey]

you have one too? Is yours a pleasure model?

mines a beta version. occasional ocular leakage, and high pitched whinnying. a swift howaya to the nadther region puts that right tho.

 

[Hector Grey]

fuck this....
no seersly.
what the fuck is up?

 

[rettucs]

ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

thats much better

 

[MDR]

Today has to be the raniest day so far. If weather was royalty, today would be Prince Rainier of Monaco. If today was a Simpson's character it would be Rainier Wolfcastle.

 

[La La]

i just went on the irish times site to see if you bitches were overreacting



but you're not..............

 

[RSJ]

We have fog down here. Fuckin fog.

 

[rettucs]

Today has to be the raniest day so far. If weather was royalty, today would be Prince Rainier of Monaco. If today was a Simpson's character it would be Rainier Wolfcastle.

the rain in Spain falls mainly in Ireland

 

[rettucs]

We have fog down here. Fuckin fog.

lucky bastards

 

[Jill Hives]

I hate BMW drivers. All of them.

 

[nlgbbbblth]

Pouring down here.
Wasn't when I left the house so no jacket, no jumper and no umbrella.

 

[Lefty Frizzell]

 

[Hector Grey]

moderate my arse

 

[MDR]

"Met Eireann predicts scattered showers and an explosion at Sellafield."

 

[Lefty Frizzell]

moderate my arse

No thanks.

 

[La La]

JESUS IT'S RAINING FIERCE OVER DER

im really gonna make the most of the sun after watching that for a minute

 

[Hector Grey]

No thanks.

go on will ya

 

[rettucs]

I hate BMW drivers. All of them.

go on, tell us. What happened?

I concur by the way, even before you tell us the story of how you got a soaking off some bald fat f***r in a beamer who drove through a puddle and sped off laughing and and coughing through his cigar smoke while listening to Journey's greatest hits on his way from his rented city apartment that he moved into when his wife left him for attempting to sleep with his secretary, who wouldn't have any of him cos hes fat and bald and drives a beamer and smokes cigars, but who thought it would be a good idea to tell his wife anyway.