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Chat and Games Looking for forum games, and completely off topic banter - this is your place! (includes Virtual Big Brother type forum games) |
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Fish smell at a beach, which later on in life turned out to be more crabby than fishy.
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And my dads chips frying in a pan before the invention.
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Xmas morning..
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Poppers...at 17....yuck
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Sitting on your grannies carpet as a kid
..eyesight full of old womens fajitas, their legs and skirts as far apart as a labour front benchers legs on a Wednesday morning. Fast forward to the grown man, his fading memory of his darling granny, being the dank stench of loneliness.. Tibbites.....you know who you are... Grab your opportunities, old age sucks. |
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Your bull****
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Fruity school rubbers, that's mad.
Some body sat at school as a school kid and saw some of his class mates chewing the one flavour, pencil top blue. Fast forward 3 years and hes got his own wee shop selling bubble gum pencils.. Fast forward to parmy, and now. Looking at the government and thinking. .bubble gin pen tops. |
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i loved the smell of school pink rubbers
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im off the booze for may Parmy wish me luck
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I will also leave a bottle of fine whiskey behind a random derelict phone box in glasgow for you to waddle through the piss and sick so you can drown your sorrows after the cup final.
Jake has my cryptic instructions for you to follow, and can only release them on the day. |
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im on the golf holiday June so i need both livers to be firing
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This Witch doesn't burn
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The smell of baking
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Think we need a Parmy/LT meet
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the sweet, sweet smell of explosives on bonfire night
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My first memory is me in my buggy being pushed down a street near where we lived, it was raining and the cover was up, I was peeping out through the little "letter box" at the front. Those plastic covers have a really specific sort of smell, so I guess it's that. I remember it really vividly, the sound of the rain on the cover and feeling really cosy in my little "pod"
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I also still find the sound of "rain that I'm sheltered from" really cosy/comforting. So like, being in a parked car in the rain, or under a big umbrella (no wind, then that's just a nightmare).
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Grass pollen at school or play dough
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