The Virtual Pub
Come Inside... => Saloon Bar => Topic started by: Nick on October 25, 2010, 01:44:41 PM
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Having finished a biggish piece of werk this morning I decided to have a pub lunch at my new and excellent local
http://www.beerintheevening.com/pubs/s/16/1619/Lincolnshire_Poacher/Nottingham (http://www.beerintheevening.com/pubs/s/16/1619/Lincolnshire_Poacher/Nottingham)
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One other guy in the bar. We nod politely and I order.
HIm: Wotchood dat hondootedley imjah paracetamol gan gerrito, eh?
Me: A-ha, yes indeed
HIm: hoch woos und mining engineersdan in wackfiled and got oom pension nooooooooooo, and what yo gan\?
Me: A ha, yes indeed
Him: Leicester!! LEICEsTER (angrily) fecking nig nogs, nooot in kilmarnock laddy, have tramply had em like
Me: Ah yes, indeed
WHY, is everyone lone drinker in a bar a fooking Glaswegian conversationalist? cussing: cussing:
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lol: lol: lol:
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Never mind Nick.
Did you buy him lunch?
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Its the ginger hair, they think you are a kindred spirit but haven't realised you don't have to be pissed to be cack handed whistle:
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I am a left handed non Ginger. I have reported you to Harriet Harperson eveilgrin:
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And given all the nice things you have said about her on here previously I'm sure she will give your complaint her due care and attention.
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And given all the nice things you have said about her on here previously I'm sure she will give your complaint her due care and attention.
lol: lol: lol: lol:
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And given all the nice things you have said about her on here previously I'm sure she will give your complaint her due care and attention.
Hanno jemmy, fanny a meeeet riat ooootside yon pub tony
EH EH? Mash yonn madgit
EH?