ComradeBadger
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So I go to the Newsagents today, to buy a magazine for a long car journey I'm going on later today. I go into me local newsies - it's closed, so I go to another one in town in search of a computer hardware mag... I pop in the shop, first thing I notice is the fact that all the PC/Games mags are on the same stand as the porno mags, in fact, directly underneath them, and some are mixed up...
... Is our hobby that much of a taboo? I'd say not.
So I grab myself a copy of 'MicroMart' (A magazine I wouldn't usually buy, but it looks interesting, so I think I'll give it a try - in the mood for some hardware geekery ) and get a really odd look from the lady behind the counter, as if I'm actually buying 'Asian Babes XXX' instead of an innocent, if nerdy, mag....
... This coming from a shop that sells hooky DVDs at £2.99 for new releases.
So out I come, with my purchase tucked under my arm, and head for home. As I near Unwins (local offy) I see some pikey kids hanging around nearby. I pass them, and get asked 'Oi mate, can ya buy us some vodka? We'll gizz ya money innit bruv'. To clarify, these kids are about 11 - 13 easy, so I say 'Nah mate, I'm in a rush' and hurry on.
... Well I guess their benifits-claiming mother could like vodka.
I walk up towards the underpass near my house, and run into a mate, who suggests we head pubwards for a Mother's day pint, and discuss the funny bits of Friday night (nearly getting into a fight at KFC among other things) so we go to one of our locals near the park, and buy a pint of Hurlimann. It tastes like ****ing stomach acid, like the pipes haven't been cleaned for years. I take two sips, and decide I'm gonna go. Apparently the pipes down there don't get cleaned ever, but it's never been this bad before.
... At least the landlord is going down for 3 years after slashing someone's face with a knife.
And at last I'm at home. Stupid ****ing town, can't wait to get out.
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... Is our hobby that much of a taboo? I'd say not.
So I grab myself a copy of 'MicroMart' (A magazine I wouldn't usually buy, but it looks interesting, so I think I'll give it a try - in the mood for some hardware geekery ) and get a really odd look from the lady behind the counter, as if I'm actually buying 'Asian Babes XXX' instead of an innocent, if nerdy, mag....
... This coming from a shop that sells hooky DVDs at £2.99 for new releases.
So out I come, with my purchase tucked under my arm, and head for home. As I near Unwins (local offy) I see some pikey kids hanging around nearby. I pass them, and get asked 'Oi mate, can ya buy us some vodka? We'll gizz ya money innit bruv'. To clarify, these kids are about 11 - 13 easy, so I say 'Nah mate, I'm in a rush' and hurry on.
... Well I guess their benifits-claiming mother could like vodka.
I walk up towards the underpass near my house, and run into a mate, who suggests we head pubwards for a Mother's day pint, and discuss the funny bits of Friday night (nearly getting into a fight at KFC among other things) so we go to one of our locals near the park, and buy a pint of Hurlimann. It tastes like ****ing stomach acid, like the pipes haven't been cleaned for years. I take two sips, and decide I'm gonna go. Apparently the pipes down there don't get cleaned ever, but it's never been this bad before.
... At least the landlord is going down for 3 years after slashing someone's face with a knife.
And at last I'm at home. Stupid ****ing town, can't wait to get out.
:|