I like that my town is close enough to Nottingham that I can pop down on the train just because I feel like it but I don't live close enough that the gun/knife crime has reached us yet.
The second one is Bologna I guess, what's the first one?
Here you have it.Turin?
I love getting on the train and sitting across from a very portly and flamboyant, well-dressed man holding a bouquet of flowers and singing "I Love the Disco," then, launching into the most brilliant comic routine in ages (whether intended or not): "...and when you're my age, you'll be bald too! But don't let that worry you, my young boys, don't let that make you fret. My ladies, they think a bald-headed man is sexy. They do. And some of my ladies are bald too. And they wear wigs...but you'd better not pull those wigs off, oh no! Some of my ladies are 70, 80 years old! And you know they're frustrated for loving!..."
I couldn't stop laughing!
My city is special because it has me.
For some odd reason though, I am the only one who knows this.
Randy, i love you!
Dallatude... if you're from Texas, you know what I mean.
Some might consider it a bad thing, but I really appreciate it. Our arts district is one of the best in southwest.
We use essential cookies to make this site work, and optional cookies to enhance your experience.