When I'm back from Uni I have to sleep in the shed, as there's not enough room in the house. It's a very nice shed tho- I'm like Ryan from The OC at the moment.
The bloke next door who moves swaps his cars on his drive so he always parks right in front of our window is currently the subject of my neighbour rage.
My dad NEVER took us camping. His reasoning was that as a soldier he spent several months of the year sleeping in tents anyway so he wasn't about to volunteer to do it unless it was strictly necessary.
I do remember one occasion when my brother was a toddler, I'd just got a new bunny (Rupert) and I got into my brother's cot with Rupert so we could all have some indoor camping fun (duvet over cot = tent, innit?).
My mum freaked out and referred to Rupert as 'that dirty beast', I recall thinking that this remark would have been more apt had she been referring to my brother.
Clearly just wants a wank
are your parents divorced?
i like odd men.
Yes.
So shall I arrange a camping trip for you two?
You could
invite him to Latitude?
Nah, that's awesome!
I think not!
I'm sleeping in the garden as well. This is the usual...
When I'm back from Uni I have to sleep in the shed, as there's not enough room in the house. It's a very nice shed tho- I'm like Ryan from The OC at the moment.
I imagine Langtoft to be alot like the OC
It is.
I had a bagel earlier, and I'm currently wearing a nice V-Neck sweater. It don't get more OC than that
Very true
Are there hot neighbour types? or just mentalists?
Mentalists
The bloke next door who moves swaps his cars on his drive so he always parks right in front of our window is currently the subject of my neighbour rage.
There are no hot neighbour types.
Moves then swaps* even
You should get childish
pull some pranks!
I have seriously considered slashing the tyres on his horrible 4x4
I don't even have a car and it grinds my gears.
Slashing the tyres is a bit like criminal damage
you should slash on the door handles.
This is the countryside...
THERE IS NO LAW
In that case
BURN THE MOTHERFUCKER DOWN!
That's really sweet.
Pretty dad-typical, I'd say.
Any opportunity to be a boy again :)
I bet he wouldn't be out there if it was freezing cold and stormy.
Yeah, my dad used to do this
Quite a lot, actually. Man, he bought a lot of tents. And they all looked the same...
:D
That sounds cool!
My dad NEVER took us camping. His reasoning was that as a soldier he spent several months of the year sleeping in tents anyway so he wasn't about to volunteer to do it unless it was strictly necessary.
: (
Aww
Did you not get the indoor clothes horse and put blankets on it and pretend it was a tent? We did. Fun times.
Not even that.
I do remember one occasion when my brother was a toddler, I'd just got a new bunny (Rupert) and I got into my brother's cot with Rupert so we could all have some indoor camping fun (duvet over cot = tent, innit?).
My mum freaked out and referred to Rupert as 'that dirty beast', I recall thinking that this remark would have been more apt had she been referring to my brother.
Me too.
My parents are just well into luxury though. The first time I ever camped was at a festival and I've only ever camped at festivals.
i love proper camping..
i miss proper camping...
^ 5 to your Dad
I love this.