I was bullied at school. Until I crashed a drain hole cover over the bitch's head. Got suspended and had the piss slapped out of me by my mum because I didn't use my fists. Mind you the week off was nice though.
I must admit I have to agree with you there. I went to a place over the West End where I ordered a salmon starter that was so thin I could of flossed my teeth with it. How the chef sliced it so fucking thin was beyond me.
I had to go to one of these for a cousins birthday. Fucking awful. And thay took great pride in serving Yorkshire puddings that were so hard you could derail a fucking train with one.
Apparently the water there is so polluted locals in the know have been advising sailing and boating competitors "don't go under". One local said he saw a dead horse float by. Marvellous
I think I see what you did there, slag = coal. But she was a right goer by all acounts. It is rumoured that I may be descended from the Earl of Athlone.