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As 99.9% of us, ain’t w@nkers like we seemto be portrayed as lately ….I’ll start with how we dig deep for charity whether it’s at home or internationally..no matter how skint we are…and we brew great beers and make the best fish and chips.
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England appreciation thread… on 13:08 - Jul 3 with 1418 views
England appreciation thread… on 12:11 - Jul 3 by noggin
Gents pub toilets that smell like piss and an unwritten law that bans locks on cubicle doors so you can't do a bit of sniff in peace.. Aaaah, foreigners just don't do it the same.
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Dunno about that.
I remember being utterly bemused when I once needed a wee whilst on a school trip in France and was pointed to a low walled enclosure in the middle of the street.
We stood there with the world going by trying to urinate and it was quite a disturbing experience.
Especially if you made eye contact with a passer-by.
England appreciation thread… on 13:08 - Jul 3 by jeera
Dunno about that.
I remember being utterly bemused when I once needed a wee whilst on a school trip in France and was pointed to a low walled enclosure in the middle of the street.
We stood there with the world going by trying to urinate and it was quite a disturbing experience.
Especially if you made eye contact with a passer-by.
I had to do just that at the Vauxhall station public urinal a couple of weeks ago. It's quite liberating, not to mention exciting, having your tallywhacker flopped out with several lanes of busy traffic and unsuspecting members of the public going by.
Dear old footers KC - Private Counsel to Big Farmer - Liberator of Vichy TWTD
England appreciation thread… on 22:17 - Jul 2 by Melford
We are the Desperate Dan Appreciation Society God save strawberry jam and all the different varieties.
That was such a brilliant album that sold about 50 copies when it first came out, a love letter to England when everybody was going psychedelic and West Coast California at the time. Went to a nice little exhibition in a gallery near Charing Cross a couple of years ago for the 50th anniversary.
I wondered who would pick up on that lyric.
I went to Ibiza nearly 20 years ago, funny week as none of us liked dance music but we were basting out The Kinks and T-Rex and all sorts of decent music from our apartment to the bemusement of most people around us.
'What time the wheat field tinges rusty brown And barley bleaches in its mellow grey. 'Tis sweet some smooth-mown balk to wander down Or cross the fields on footpath's narrow way Just in the mealy light of waking day As glittering dewdrops moise the maiden's gown And sparkling bounces from her nimble feet Journeying to milking from the neighbouring town Making life light with song - and it is sweet To mark the grazing herds and list the clown Urge on his ploughing team with cheering calls And merry shepherd's whistling toils begun And hoarse-tinged birdboy whose unceasing calls Join the lark's ditty in the rising sun.'
England appreciation thread… on 13:11 - Jul 3 by footers
I had to do just that at the Vauxhall station public urinal a couple of weeks ago. It's quite liberating, not to mention exciting, having your tallywhacker flopped out with several lanes of busy traffic and unsuspecting members of the public going by.
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