Heard a great story from X at Film Nite last night - and apparently true! A rather large, chavtastic, not-the-best-looking woman went into a tattooist and wanted the names of all her 9 children tattooed on her back. When finished she went back upstairs. Thinking that she had left the tattooist shouted up “9 kids? Who’d f%&k that?!”. The receptionist was suitably embarrassed.
Wednesday 13 February 2008
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