alscotoz Posted July 2, 2019 Share Posted July 2, 2019 I’m going to burn down a fuel station in honour of you guys Love Talking Heads Link to comment
shut up meg Posted July 2, 2019 Share Posted July 2, 2019 Usually use the tesco one in inverurie or one of the local ones in turra Is that because they have discreet areas where you can pleasure yourself in the car park? Link to comment
The Boofon Posted July 2, 2019 Share Posted July 2, 2019 Chamois Cosgrove. Nigel Garage Vin Diesel station Will Self Service Fraser Fourstar Crackers^^^^^ ESSO Tiger Woods Loose (Petrol) Cap aldi Link to comment
Foster14 Posted July 2, 2019 Share Posted July 2, 2019 Benedict Pump Her Hatch(back) 2 Link to comment
The Boofon Posted July 2, 2019 Share Posted July 2, 2019 Benedict Pump Her Hatch(back) hahaha Wheelie Miller Link to comment
The Boofon Posted July 2, 2019 Share Posted July 2, 2019 Andy Cole, Chris (Fire) Woods and Gas Celine Deo(n)r Link to comment
strachanmcgheegoal Posted July 2, 2019 Share Posted July 2, 2019 Stupid things you remember reading shite threads like this in the closed season. Highlight of a trip to the garage used to be the toffees. A green tartan wrapper if I recall 2p each if that. Only now as a dad I realise that they were to get you as a kid to shut the fuck up for 20 minutes whilst dad listened to the football on the radio. Needed petrol my arse! Link to comment
HairyPie Posted July 2, 2019 Share Posted July 2, 2019 The meal-deals are often worthwhile. Best meal-deal though? Boots. Link to comment
Parklife Posted July 2, 2019 Share Posted July 2, 2019 Shop bought meal deals. Do folk actually eat that shit? 1 Link to comment
The Boofon Posted July 2, 2019 Share Posted July 2, 2019 Shop bought meal deals. Do folk actually eat that shit?No. Link to comment
Simply Red Posted July 2, 2019 Share Posted July 2, 2019 My pal used to work night shift at the BP on King Street late 90’s when he was a student. He’d get baked every night and go into work after. One night i knew he’d just bought a half ounce of hash which he’d have on him so thought itd be a laugh to phone him up on the shop landline pretending to be Sergeant Mckenzie from Ellon cop-shop wanting to speak to him in relation to a large quantity of cannabis bought from a Mr such and such earlier that evening who we now had in custody. The voice was convincing and he was baked af so he stuttered and stammered thru my interrogation, voice trembling like a gay lamb, until i laughed and he called me a cunt and i hung-up and went to bed. True story. He used to let us into the shop and help ourselves to porno mags and crisps. Friends in high places. 1 Link to comment
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