york away to this! said:I once stumbled in to a pub in Alty on a saturday afternoon to the sight of the entire floor turfed...
kp789 said:Grass?york away to this! said:I once stumbled in to a pub in Alty on a saturday afternoon to the sight of the entire floor turfed...
Did anyone grass them up? For not having a permit? or did they get the rub of the green? ;)york away to this! said:kp789 said:Grass?york away to this! said:I once stumbled in to a pub in Alty on a saturday afternoon to the sight of the entire floor turfed...
indeed - they were having a garden party, though didn't have a garden...
kp789 said:Did anyone grass them up? For not having a permit? or did they get the rub of the green? ;)york away to this! said:kp789 said:Grass?
indeed - they were having a garden party, though didn't have a garden...
york away to this! said:kp789 said:Did anyone grass them up? For not having a permit? or did they get the rub of the green? ;)york away to this! said:indeed - they were having a garden party, though didn't have a garden...
...the barmaid was a right sod...
The_Greatest said:A mate and me got asked for ID in a pub in Stalybridge a long time ago, not a problem until my mate uttered under his breath "Jesus, we always get asked for ID"
The the landlord refused to serve us and barred us for taking the lords name in vain. Strange.
The same mate also threw up on a girl I was trying to chat up in Fishers in Hyde that same night. That didn't go down too well.
Believe me mate its real, the Prince Of Orange is well known in Ashton as is Carol, when the Metro is finished it will be the nearest pub to the terminus, in fact a few years ago Carol thought it was going to be pulled down to make way for it.Churchill123 said:peoffrey said:A 10 minute conversation with a girl culminated with her leading me outside by my hand, taking me around the side of the Pub and sucking me off. She said she'd tried to seduce me the previous weekend but I was so pissed I can't remember meeting her. I saw her around a couple of times again but she acted like nothing had happened.
Your some kind of sex god then pal?
-- Thu May 02, 2013 12:20 pm --
blue underpants said:My 2nd wife of 3 years wanted to go to my old drinking ground in Ashton i had my doubts as shes a bit of an Urmston snob but i thought why not so we went one Saturday night
After a few drinks around Ashton and a very very swift one in The Bowling Green i took her in The Prince Of Orange to meet the legendary piss head landlady ''Tits out Carol''
The place was heaving with a crappy DJ on and Carol was perched on her stool at the end of the bar pissed as a fart as usual and we edged our way over to her, ''whos the blonde'' she said shes got tits nearly as big as mine and promptly whips her top up and her tits come flopping out to cheers from everyone stood at the bar.
Her husband Roger who was serving behind the bar comes over and said put them away Carol hes seen them before, yeah she said but his Mrs hasnt and wheres the dog it wants its kebab, goes behind the bar and comes out with a manky dog draped over her shoulders and sways through the crowd with it outside to the kebab shop.
About 15 mins later shes back with the dog wrapped around her neck and gives it a big dog bowl with the kebab in at the end of the bar with people pouring beer in another bowl next to it, then a massive brawl breaks out on the dancefloor and the Mrs decides its time to go, she just sat there on the train back to town shellshocked muttering ''iv never seen a place like that in my life'' she has never asked to go to Ashton again !!
This is the best thread for a while!!! - Tits out carrol and kebab eating dogs!... where is this place you speak of? - Its sounds unreal!
blue underpants said:Believe me mate its real, the Prince Of Orange is well known in Ashton as is Carol, when the Metro is finished it will be the nearest pub to the terminus, in fact a few years ago Carol thought it was going to be pulled down to make way for it.Churchill123 said:peoffrey said:A 10 minute conversation with a girl culminated with her leading me outside by my hand, taking me around the side of the Pub and sucking me off. She said she'd tried to seduce me the previous weekend but I was so pissed I can't remember meeting her. I saw her around a couple of times again but she acted like nothing had happened.
Your some kind of sex god then pal?
-- Thu May 02, 2013 12:20 pm --
blue underpants said:My 2nd wife of 3 years wanted to go to my old drinking ground in Ashton i had my doubts as shes a bit of an Urmston snob but i thought why not so we went one Saturday night
After a few drinks around Ashton and a very very swift one in The Bowling Green i took her in The Prince Of Orange to meet the legendary piss head landlady ''Tits out Carol''
The place was heaving with a crappy DJ on and Carol was perched on her stool at the end of the bar pissed as a fart as usual and we edged our way over to her, ''whos the blonde'' she said shes got tits nearly as big as mine and promptly whips her top up and her tits come flopping out to cheers from everyone stood at the bar.
Her husband Roger who was serving behind the bar comes over and said put them away Carol hes seen them before, yeah she said but his Mrs hasnt and wheres the dog it wants its kebab, goes behind the bar and comes out with a manky dog draped over her shoulders and sways through the crowd with it outside to the kebab shop.
About 15 mins later shes back with the dog wrapped around her neck and gives it a big dog bowl with the kebab in at the end of the bar with people pouring beer in another bowl next to it, then a massive brawl breaks out on the dancefloor and the Mrs decides its time to go, she just sat there on the train back to town shellshocked muttering ''iv never seen a place like that in my life'' she has never asked to go to Ashton again !!
This is the best thread for a while!!! - Tits out carrol and kebab eating dogs!... where is this place you speak of? - Its sounds unreal!
Best night is Saturday night, anything goes
You cant tease us like that!m7mcfc said:Guns, Drugs, mass brawls, dirty women and copious amounts of alcohol..seen it all. Now I could go on about the strange things I have seen in boozers but I would probably have the GMP at my door in the morning.