Pah. Luxury. I used to get up at 4am, six hours before I went to bed, eat a handful of sulphuric acid, then do a 26 hour shift dahn t'pit...AAAHN pay t'pit owner f' t'privilidge! Then when me an' me brothers an' sisters gorrome, us mum an' dad'd murder us in cold blood an' dance on our graves singin t'Hallelujah.
are you with us now holly? its not a confusing thread realy what 'bit' do you mean.. we are sharing our teenage years with each other..well i was anyway..
*giggles* You all had sheer luxury...When I was a teenager (and I still am...hmm...)....well, give me a bit to become an adult and then I'll give a definitive description of my teenage years and how they were worse than any of yours...(I can think of one already...For most of you, anyway...I was a teenager in America...)
Think America's bad? Never been to Pontefract, have ya? Here's a pic of Ponte for you Sure, it looks nice. The sun is shining on these ruins of some small building from the old castle, and the fields are green. It only dawns on people how bad Pontefract is when I inform them that the bit in the centre foreground isn't castle ruins. It's my house.
naaa...cant wait that long...impatient.....tell us a storie NOW ...please?? *blinks in wide eyed cute way*...pretty please with suger on top?...
