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Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 10:50 am
by Rory
Finally......

Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 10:55 am
by Richard Ruck
:lol:

Well, I was beginning to wonder what "Sweet Jane" had to do with it!

By the way, I last saw said musician being a 'children's entertainer' in the Carfax in Horsham many years ago......

He seemed to have recovered from the dunking!

Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 10:59 am
by Rory
Isn't that illegal???

Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 11:01 am
by Richard Ruck
Rory wrote:Isn't that illegal???
Which bit?

Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 12:15 pm
by J.R.
Possibly the 'bit' he was entertaining the children with ?????

Posted: Mon Apr 10, 2006 12:23 pm
by Rory
but doesn't the horse usually have the bit between its teeth???

ouch.

first smoke

Posted: Wed Nov 14, 2007 8:06 pm
by Thornton chimp
My first cigarette was in prep break on my GE outside the back of THA in the copse. I went green and had to go straight to bed where i chucked up and was ill for 24hrs, lovely stuff. Blue Rizlas and drum were probably my most consistent combination, and not to sound like a **** but giving up smoking was the best thing i ever did with my life. Smoking is like being with a woman you can't resist but you know is going to sleep with your best friend. Beware of Amber leaf.

Posted: Thu Nov 15, 2007 2:22 pm
by Jo
Strangely enough, I was introduced to menthol cigarettes by my housemistress in 5's, who used to share her ciggies with me if there was no-one else around. She smoked St Moritz, but I could only afford Consulate myself.

I should add this was the housemistress who arrived when I was in the UVI - after a succession of weirdoes, 5's finally got a sane, nice, young, enlightened housemistress in my final year!

Previously I remember skipping Sunday morning chapel and smoking under my bed in my cubey, with the windows open to get rid of the smell. The housemistress at the time, a basically ok but slightly volatile woman, came up a bit later and was at my cubey door talking to me when I noticed she suddenly smiled for no reason. She didn't explain why, but after she'd gone I noticed a fag end on the floor, which she'd obviously seen but kindly decided to ignore :oops:

Finally gave up the evil weed in my late twenties and don't miss it one bit.