28-09-09, 09:41 AM
Recovering from a weekend in the Scottish Borders (where I'm originally from), was down for a friends wedding. Great day, was really sunny, and got suitably pished. And I have two words of advice for anyone planning a wedding. Hog. Roast.
Only downside was a 2 hour bus journey from Edinburgh in seats Hervé Villechaize would struggle to fit into, then the same again yesterday back up the road. My knee is killing me.
Only downside was a 2 hour bus journey from Edinburgh in seats Hervé Villechaize would struggle to fit into, then the same again yesterday back up the road. My knee is killing me.
It was fuckin' obvious that that cunt was gonnae fuck some cunt.

