saint_stevo Posted 16 September, 2008 Share Posted 16 September, 2008 When TMS would fill my boredom void of an evening Why i stopped watching Embarrasing Illnesses When my girlfriend loved me When i felt no guilt When i was young and had no responsibilities, was simpler times When i could indulge in fast food and gain no weight When i didnt list my issues on an innernet forarm Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
notnowcato Posted 16 September, 2008 Share Posted 16 September, 2008 I remember when rock was young Me and Suzie had so much fun holding hands and skimming stones Had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own But the biggest kick I ever got was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock While the other kids were Rocking Round the Clock we were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock Well Crocodile Rocking is something shocking when your feet just can't keep still I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will Oh Lawdy mama those Friday nights when Suzie wore her dresses tight and the Crocodile Rocking was out of sight But the years went by and the rock just died Suzie went and left us for some foreign guy Long nights crying by the record machine dreaming of my Chevy and my old blue jeans But they'll never kill the thrills we've got burning up to the Crocodile Rock Learning fast as the weeks went past we really thought the Crocodile Rock would last Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
saint_stevo Posted 17 September, 2008 Author Share Posted 17 September, 2008 I remember when rock was young Me and Suzie had so much fun holding hands and skimming stones Had an old gold Chevy and a place of my own But the biggest kick I ever got was doing a thing called the Crocodile Rock While the other kids were Rocking Round the Clock we were hopping and bopping to the Crocodile Rock Well Crocodile Rocking is something shocking when your feet just can't keep still I never knew me a better time and I guess I never will Oh Lawdy mama those Friday nights when Suzie wore her dresses tight and the Crocodile Rocking was out of sight But the years went by and the rock just died Suzie went and left us for some foreign guy Long nights crying by the record machine dreaming of my Chevy and my old blue jeans But they'll never kill the thrills we've got burning up to the Crocodile Rock Learning fast as the weeks went past we really thought the Crocodile Rock would last I don't remember you Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
notnowcato Posted 17 September, 2008 Share Posted 17 September, 2008 I don't remember you That's rohypnol for ya Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
saint_stevo Posted 17 September, 2008 Author Share Posted 17 September, 2008 That's rohypnol for ya good one Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
saint_stevo Posted 17 September, 2008 Author Share Posted 17 September, 2008 This thread Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Weston Super Saint Posted 17 September, 2008 Share Posted 17 September, 2008 This thread ???? Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
saint_stevo Posted 17 September, 2008 Author Share Posted 17 September, 2008 Exactly. Brilliant. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Wiltshire Saint Posted 17 September, 2008 Share Posted 17 September, 2008 I remember watching the hours turn into days and those days turn into weeks and those weeks turn into a bad month and those months turn into a lifetime of pain and misery and then I realised I was just reading thegheydays posts. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
dubai_phil Posted 17 September, 2008 Share Posted 17 September, 2008 I remember When it wasn't Ramadan with stupid traffic and the clubs were open and you could drink until 3am Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Crouchie's Lawyer Posted 18 September, 2008 Share Posted 18 September, 2008 I remember watching the hours turn into days and those days turn into weeks and those weeks turn into a bad month and those months turn into a lifetime of pain and misery and then I realised I was just reading thegheydays posts. Im waiting for the day when I can remember when you topped yourself Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
saint_stevo Posted 18 September, 2008 Author Share Posted 18 September, 2008 i remember when i got home to find my quilt was normal, and not one of them nasty feather ones i now have Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Weston Super Saint Posted 18 September, 2008 Share Posted 18 September, 2008 I remember when a fred would reach two pages within minutes, not weeks. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
saint_stevo Posted 18 September, 2008 Author Share Posted 18 September, 2008 I remember when 'im going out' was good enough and i wasnt sniffed when i come home Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Weston Super Saint Posted 18 September, 2008 Share Posted 18 September, 2008 I remember when I used to wake up in the mornings and not remember. Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
saint_stevo Posted 18 September, 2008 Author Share Posted 18 September, 2008 I remember when trust was important. And i didnt need a hoover to get a hard-on Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
Crouchie's Lawyer Posted 19 September, 2008 Share Posted 19 September, 2008 Rohypnol. I dont remember sh*t Link to comment Share on other sites More sharing options...
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