bar stitch presents BARstewards.............(as recomended by tref and bubble)

[stitch]

come on then.

Can we have some BARStools to sit on please?

coming right up.
and to drink madame?

Tell me more about the casualty incident, trefusis. Did the one who'd travelled 50 miles ask for a refund?

why do you have to pay for it tref? did you trip her up? surely its all part of the risk of going out and getting plastered?
jack daniels it is......

I am chuckling (inapropriately.) How did her glasses get smashed? Tell me more, please.

lol especially if they are as blind a bat as i am.

omg
flashback to youth. or what.
treff, you must definitly stick to the horlicks. or better yet, plain hot milk.

tref. Mr Bubble and I are crying with laughter. ROFLMAO.

So, that's you off the Christmas card list then?

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am, everyones welcome. the more themerrier. and the more embarassing stories we will have.

Aims. 'Aint no cliques here. You do have to share a 'puking on your boots/ tref-style sophisticated night out' story, though.

shows how sad my life was before kids. no puking stories then either.
mybe i should just go shoot myself. might be kinder.

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stitch. I am now officially going to give you a virtual boot up the arse.

Look at the results of our supposed 'fun.' Soiled footwear, which comes back to remind you ten years later. And an aversion to blackcurrant vodka/ inability to make friends with anyone wearing glasses. I'm sure tref now quakes when she walks past specsavers.

o. yeah. forgot about that one.

was excruciatingly happy to be without kids you see. and also very hot day.

Did your neighbours appreciate the Brazilian? Or were you 'au naturel?' Sheeesh! And this from the woman who claims to have a 'sad' life?