bloke walks into a bar and asks for a pint of anything except Stella. The barman asks ” what’s wrong with Stella?”.
The bloke replies ” I had 12 pints of Stella last night and when I got home I was fu@king skint.”
The barman says ” 12 pint of anything costs about the same these days”
Bloke replies, ” Skint is my dogs name”
You cannot have happiness without me, yet I am in the midst of crosses. I am the beginning of sorrow, and the end of sickness. I am always in risk, yet never in danger. You may find me in the sun, but I am never out of darkness.
Yes I have…years ago on here I had someone that followed me around etc so I stalked them right back…then they went away…I don’t recommend it tho…too time consuming.