Lack of pulse.
Lack of visible signs of breathing.
Static circulation.
The jandies.
Sounds like you have a particular one in mind.
Lack of pulse.
Lack of visible signs of breathing.
Static circulation.
The jandies.
Ah, jandie quines.
I suppose every class had one.
I remember us all waiting until she picked her bottle of milk from the crate, then we all grabbed at the ones furthest away.
I can’t remember much about her, I suppose she was a bit of a minker, Catherine her name was. We made her life hell.
If they like fitba. No chance with me if they do.
Fitba is my time
Nae a fan of blondes either. Dark hair all the way
I’d rather they watched fitba than watched TV.
I couldn’t share a house with someone watching Eastenders and the like, and I believe it’s gotten a lot worse with programs aboot duncin and stuff.
No, can’t say I did.
What does surprise me though is my more recent attraction to redheads.
In my younger days I would have avoided freckles and ginger hair like the plague.