A short tale recounting a recent lunch-time encounter in the Emmer Green branch of Budgens, told in thirty-two words, with a title cunningly designed to attract manky people from Google
Lunch break.Supermarket.
'Reduced to clear' shelf.
Six foot bad transvestite.
Flowers in her hair.
Know that face.
Not David Walliams.
Awful moment of recognition.
Winked at me.
Meek hello.
Fled.
End.
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Transvestite wins.
also FRIST POST!!
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But who was it? The people DEMAND to know.
Or were full-sized mirrors reduced to clear that day?
I shall just ignore you next time.
I am not a manky person from google.
Bad Transvestite, of course, being a mountain village in Austria
Was it TFMD in disguise?
http://www.bbc.co.uk/news/technology-10711202
I can see the possibility for a wank-charger.
Remember kids, you read it here first.
WHO WAS IT?????
Please the suspense is killing us.
Also definition of Bad Tranny.
Was the make up too much, beardgrowth through the foundation, seeing his Mum's old frock or the size 9 sensible shoes - WHAT!
Not like the ad then?
Donna said...
WHO WAS IT?????
Please the suspense is killing us.
I almost mis-read that as "The suspenders are killing us."
Almost.
Coward
Was it a full length mirror?
Having just recently found out that someone from my distant past (and who lives 1/2 a continent away) has come "out" as tranny - I can imagine your discomfort... unfortunately.
You had a narrow escape.
TRT- loved the link. Now want to know exactly what "hot heritage dry moating" is.
Wonder if the creep enjoyed the "cuffing" he got off the cops?
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