| Report for Stephen Barker | |
|---|---|
| Approved stories | 4 |
| Summary | Perfectly Exquisite |
Hitching a ride on a bike clearly designed with only one rider in mind. The compromised lateral stability of the bike, coupled with the fact that the 'passenger' invariably had to stick his legs out miles, invoked mirth and terror as this lurching four-legged monster wobbled between kerb and road. Matthew Blissett, a boy at my primary school was rumoured to have slid off of the seat and onto the wheel and had his scrotum 'eaten' by the mudguard. Naturally, once enough people heard this rumour it was accepted as truth.
A self-fulfilling prophecy, when repeated often enough. The victim will be so starved of human interaction that they will, eventually, become psycho.
One who runs around with shit encrusted shoes, with the intention of daubing someone else with it. The name applies to both the game and the prominent participant of the game.
Living In A Box's eponymous hit. A useful song for when words like gypo and fleabag lose their effect. Can be used in conjunction with "Uptown Slag, she's been living in a paper bag," by Billy Joel.