Though the depot was strawberry floating grim. I don't know why the car park is surrounded by barbed wire, or why there was just a man with a dog at the entrance (not like...a security man with a dog, just a weird old man with a terrier), all I know is that Preston delivery office is where dreams go to die.
Madness wrote:Went to the parcel depot and got my headphones.
They're awesome.
Though the depot was strawberry floating grim. I don't know why the car park is surrounded by barbed wire, or why there was just a man with a dog at the entrance (not like...a security man with a dog, just a weird old man with a terrier), all I know is that Preston delivery office is where dreams go to die.
No offence but I went to Preston once and it looks like the kind of place most things go to die
Every time I go drinking with my Dad, I'm reminded that the man has stories of such calibre that I doubt there's a single person on this forum who could best him. I tried to even the score with some of my more shameful booze binges, but they can't compare.
Madness wrote:Went to the parcel depot and got my headphones.
They're awesome.
Though the depot was strawberry floating grim. I don't know why the car park is surrounded by barbed wire, or why there was just a man with a dog at the entrance (not like...a security man with a dog, just a weird old man with a terrier), all I know is that Preston delivery office is where dreams go to die.
No offence but I went to Preston once and it looks like the kind of place most things go to die
Yeah it can be pretty grim. The area I live in at the minute has a great knack for making you feel lucky to be alive every time you make it home in one piece.
It's not too bad though. The city centre is getting better all the time and the night life's not too shabby.
Plus I'm from Telford (I just study in Preston) so anywhere was a step up, really.
There's nothing wrong with Preston really. It's not as bad as, say, Blackburn or Darwen. Or Wigan. Or Bolton. Or Burnley.( ) Or anywhere around it really.
I have spent all of tonight - a Friday evening, lest we forget - playing quizzes on Sporcle. I can now name all the countries in Europe, Africa, Asia and South America off the top of my head and know whereabouts they are.
This is in addition to my existing knowledge of every US State from East to West, and every US President/British Prime Minister in order.
I am such a catch, ladies.
Still, should come in use if my friend and I are successful in applying to Pointless.
EDIT - This is a slight lie, as I actually got in at 11pm, after driving to the pub and drinking lime and soda. I am like rock and/or roll.
Banjo wrote:Every time I go drinking with my Dad, I'm reminded that the man has stories of such calibre that I doubt there's a single person on this forum who could best him. I tried to even the score with some of my more shameful booze binges, but they can't compare.