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Tinder

Is Tinder for quilts

  • Yes

    Votes: 45 46.9%
  • No

    Votes: 11 11.5%
  • Yer mar is on it

    Votes: 40 41.7%

  • Total voters
    96
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What was the other one? AJs? Easy girls but you had to fight your way out of there as penance.

RJ's.

And I was forever getting barred from there. Doormen were bad teds. Last time I got in there (About 15 years ago) I fell off a barstool...Twice!

Launched out, too pished to put up a struggle. Some mutts/tarts/bints girls took pity on me and one eventually gave me a nosh in marine park (just along the prom). Great days ;)
 

I had a good innings.
Funnily enough like half the uncle Alberts wading in here rabbiting on about past glories
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RJ's.

And I was forever getting barred from there. Doormen were bad teds. Last time I got in there (About 15 years ago) I fell off a barstool...Twice!

Launched out, too pished to put up a struggle. Some mutts/tarts/bints girls took pity on me and one eventually gave me a nosh in marine park (just along the prom). Great days ;)
Did you require an app to get said nosh sir?
 
We used to work long hours in our twenties too.

We still got laid, loads.

Excuses, excuses. No wonder your generation is skint.


The " fancy a pint " after work nights out were always boss.

You genuinely had no intention of staying out unti 3am in your work gear, but after your third pint on an empty stomach the end result was always going to be the same, waking up in student pad off Smithdown or somewhere on the Queens Estate in Kenny, with a bad head, no money, next to a girl you had no memory of pulling, wondering how you were going to get into work in one piece on time.

Very happy days.
 

The " fancy a pint " after work nights out were always boss.

You genuinely had no intention of staying out unti 3am in your work gear, but after your third pint on an empty stomach the end result was always going to be the same, waking up in student pad off Smithdown or somewhere on the Queens Estate in Kenny, with a bad head, no money, next to a girl you had no memory of pulling, wondering how you were going to get into work in one piece on time.

Very happy days.
Great days.

"Where's your nearest train station or bus stop girl, and where am I?"

Unexpected midweek campaigns were the best. Student bars for cheap drinks and easy grot.

Tinder what????
 

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