Ive' said it once, I'll say it again! Get em flipped lad! lol. Looking cool.
I have to agree with Droman, Jig, lmao.
I was 18 at the time and was out in a Club in Fife, a few of the local towns had brought buses and even in those days (they were early days of E), people would still get mad with peeps from other towns. So we are all bopping away to "The Sounds of Africa" when this massive squirt of blood flies across the dancefloor. This guy is holding his hand to his head and there be claret spilling everywhere....so the Club got shut down early. This lass I had been chatting with on a previous night said, "Come over to my place in Edinburgh"...man I was 18 and she was 20 something with Ertha Kits the size of ma heid! Being a randy teenager I jumped on a train and headed over to Edinbrugh. Then had to get a freakin bus to Meadowbank, by which time it was past midnight, and no further transport to get me home. I knock her door, her pal answers and says, "she's not here!" I am like WTF (later found out her Boyfriend was there with her, dirty mare!) SO I walked however many miles back to Waverley station to find it shut. I had 4 hours to hand around until the first train in the morning. I took a seat at the bus stop outside the waverly station. 2 couples turn up and take their respective places in door ways across the road and start making out. By this time an old beardy guy has sat at the other end of the bus stop. I turn round to find the guy pulling himself off FFS I bolted. Headed up to Princess Street and hung around by the Newspaper sellers. To my amazement this guy comes walking around the corner with his wienner still hanging out of his pants, lol. What a String fukking Vest he was. Not sure what the moral of the story is, must have something to do with Buses, Big Tits, and Perverts though......That night was the first time I have ever fallen asleep standing up...needless to say I woke up when my pizza fell onto the ground, doh!