Well you obviously know him a lot better than I do but I've seen him with one of those "southern gentleman" outfits with those weird ties.
I know him. Not personally. Went into him years ago to buy a mag or two on the advice of a friend. His graphic descriptions of the qualities of the various mags, the contents, "this mag here now la you see her squirting milk, shit and piss". Left me well informed, a little shook and feeling durty as fuck. I never returned.
Anyone have the link where two prats went in and secretly recorded him?
They asked him what's the hardest stuff he has he goes "Shitting into the mouth. You see before they used use chocolate ice cream but these days it's pure real. I watched it then at Easter time I couldn't eat my easter eggs"
I often walk home from the pub through those areas. I don't think it's bad at all. I know the guy that Laxzery means, I think. Tracksuit tucked into his socks, dark hair, knacker 'tache. He can't be more than 18. Sad to see someone that young hanging around with winos, but I think he's there by choice. His clothes are always ironed.
I heard that that poor kid Mulrooney jumped over that wall to his death cause he was being chased by vermin on Douglas st, wouldn't be one bit surprised either.
I heard that that poor kid Mulrooney jumped over that wall to his death cause he was being chased by vermin on Douglas st, wouldn't be one bit surprised either.
Well, if he jumped because he was being chased, he would have been being chased on Quaker Road, not Douglas Street.
I heard that that poor kid Mulrooney jumped over that wall to his death cause he was being chased by vermin on Douglas st, wouldn't be one bit surprised either.
Wasnt there cctv of the area that suggested he wasnt being followed
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