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Post by Ben Fletcher on Oct 31, 2006 17:05:20 GMT
Lock the door and turn the lights off. I hate Halloween. Not as much as I hate Valentines Day though. Even though Steve Price and I had a lovely meal in East Grinstead and talked about how much we hated Valentines Day I still hate Valentines Day. Where was I... Oh yeah, Halloween. Hate it, might invest in a metal baseball bat on the way home and smash some Valentines Day displays up. What is in this tea......
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Post by Alison on Oct 31, 2006 18:46:48 GMT
Lock the door and turn the lights off. I hate Halloween. Not as much as I hate Valentines Day though. Even though Steve Price and I had a lovely meal in East Grinstead and talked about how much we hated Valentines Day I still hate Valentines Day. Where was I... Oh yeah, Halloween. Hate it, might invest in a metal baseball bat on the way home and smash some Valentines Day displays up. What is in this tea...... What's to hate about Valentines Day??
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Post by shaggy on Oct 31, 2006 18:53:48 GMT
the cost of flowers, the tugging of the arm out of its socket by a leech (oops I mean girlfriend) who wants to stand and stare at jewelry and then make comments like "Do you know they have that in my finger size and its only £349.99 - that's less than £350 you know" And then when you hum and ah about it they get into a strop and make a scene that embarrasses you and they make out like your the meanest most uncaring swine in the world and they dont know what they saw in you etc etc. Or am I the only one who ends up with the psycho ones. Why do they always gravitate my way?
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Post by Boatman on Oct 31, 2006 20:37:04 GMT
What's to hate about Valentine's Day?? Nothing Alison, they are just being rock n' roll, (secretly they care)anyway isn't this supposed to be about Halloween?
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Post by Nick from Cheshire on Oct 31, 2006 21:41:21 GMT
Bloody typical After running out of goodies last year, this time we spent the equivalent of the gross national debt of a small South American country on cocoa based comestibles, and what happens.....half a dozen small kids and a handful of refugees from a Cure concert turn up So we`re knee deep in Mars Bars and Chocolate Bloody Buttons and we don`t eat chocolate GNNNAAAARRRGGGHH
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Post by Paul Chamberlain on Oct 31, 2006 21:56:28 GMT
Outside of my 81 year old Mother's house resembles an omelette as it has done for the last nine years. Police powerless as dozens of hoodies wander through to coat the exterior of vulnerable pensioners homes at random with eggs and flour. They don't even bother to ask for a treat. Simply an excuse for vandalism and it's about time this imported industry was thrown out no matter at the cost of retailers.
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Post by Alison on Oct 31, 2006 22:11:24 GMT
Bloody typical After running out of goodies last year, this time we spent the equivalent of the gross national debt of a small South American country on cocoa based comestibles, and what happens.....half a dozen small kids and a handful of refugees from a Cure concert turn up So we`re knee deep in Mars Bars and Chocolate Bloody Buttons and we don`t eat chocolate GNNNAAAARRRGGGHH Yes it's difficult to gauge isn't it? We had none round last year but tonight we had about a dozen. Its very civilised round here, no unruly yobs on the rampage, just well behaved young kids who live in the neighbourhood, accompanied by parents/older siblings and mainly calling just on people they know. I love it. ;D
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Post by Richard & Amanda In Cornwall on Oct 31, 2006 22:18:16 GMT
It has been a nightmare this evening I was late shift at work all we had were kids trying to buy eggs and flour and getting lippy when we refused them,this coupled with Plymouth and Ipswich fans(they were playing tonight)trying to have a ruck in the car park made it terrible thanks god I am off tommorrow,Amanda had no problems at home tonight,she went around to the houses of local kids to give them sweets earlier so they wouldnt call, clever girl!!!
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Post by Alison on Oct 31, 2006 22:20:53 GMT
the cost of flowers, the tugging of the arm out of its socket by a leech (oops I mean girlfriend) who wants to stand and stare at jewelry and then make comments like "Do you know they have that in my finger size and its only £349.99 - that's less than £350 you know" On past experience, it's not the grand gestures that are important, (and it tends to be the creeps who go in for them anyway) It's the small day to day things that count, like tea in bed or being given a foot rub
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Post by shaggy on Oct 31, 2006 22:52:18 GMT
small gestures - to my last girlfriend $400 was a small gesture, it could have been the $1000 one but I managed to go a really convincing shade of grey and collapse in a heap sufficiently impressive enough to get away with not going into a huge debt. But when I came round from the ordeal I still got charged for the coffee used to help me recover and a $50 bracelet that she'd managed to convince the jeweller to charge my credit card for. I dont know about tea in bed, I'd have happily plied her with cynide or battery acid. As for the foot rub, I would suggest rubbing her neck... with a saw.
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Post by Lightninjackcane on Nov 1, 2006 7:39:50 GMT
Missed it i was in bed ;D
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Post by Janette on Nov 1, 2006 12:27:09 GMT
We only had about 2 lots round...........
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