High winds

The mixture of Pizza (with garlic stuffed crust), carbonara, Italian beers, French beers and Danish beers have made things rather windy in the south.
 
It's that windy a chicken has laid the same egg three times.
In other news it was as blustery as fuck when I picked someone up at the airport at one o'clock.
 
I'm going to risk the high winds and go for a Toby carvery. I am officially fucking starving.
 
Got a blow job here in Derbyshire earlier... The fucker slammed the car door shut on my arm.

Anyone would think this never happens in November.
 
Worth it.

All you can eat brekkies do the job too.

Booked in for 7.45. I was going to go to Taybarns, but the fill your plate with as much as you want as many times as you want policy means it's full of tight fisted fat cunts.
 

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