I went to watch Newcastle with the lads and one of the guys there mentioned the time he got stuck at Newport train station overnight and he was batting off (so he said) a Newport girl trying to give him a blow job. He wanted sleep apparently. That's my Newport.
I'm in a place, so packed, if I move out of my postage stamp of space and let rip with the moves, I'll be accused of touching up more people than Saville.
They as well do a double bill Watership Down. Really spoil/torture us.
Mine's 29. Not sure he's fully back yet! ๐คฃ
Best bit of advice I was ever given was from a random woman, who was from Cardiff, and she must have seen my face when my son talked back to me for one of the first times. We were at a pool. "You lose them for a few years but they do come back to you"
Oh he's dull. I can't be bothered. The good people of Llanberis are still causing the neighbours to fume, I saw
Can't see what you're responding to! Let me at them! ๐คฃโค๏ธ๐ด๓ ง๓ ข๓ ท๓ ฌ๓ ณ๓ ฟ
Yeah, I type some complete gobbledegook sometimes.
Anyone who follows my posts close enough will see this on the regular, or unchecked typos, or repeated words, or I change my thoughts mid-sentence. I'm not dyslexic but I'm sure it can read like it sometimes. I'm barely affected when actually using a pen and paper like some prehistoric..