A group of swanky and fun gal pals with razor sharp wits, a taste for frosty beverages, chocolate truffles, leopard-print anything and...oh, and they read.
Tess and I had a blast at the Bad Kitty Book Club eating truffles and comparing our latest designer duds.
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The three foot high club is the act of having sex while on a trampoline.
Hannah joined the three foot high club with Curtis last night.
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A hypothetical club whose members have had sex with enough men that a line of penises of said men were arranged from end to end would stretch a mile. If the average human male penis is 6" this would account for, on average, 10,560 men. If a candidate were to include beasts of burden into their calculations the mile could be reached much faster.
My sister-in-law, despite getting a late start in life, is just slutty enough to be well on her way to becoming a member of the mile long club.
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A group of lame individuals who worship a lame car.
The element owners club is having a meeting today.
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The proper response when someone asks what you are doing while taking a particularly unpleasant dump. In other words, nothing good.
Greg: What are you doing?
Ros: RAAAAH! Stand back man, I'm clubbing baby seals in here!
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Honestly one of the saddest things to ever exist
Rowing is generally pretty gay, everyone should just quit and play rugby
All the girls manage to scrape into the club somehow, very dodgy
Everyones very slow and gets excited from going sub 8 on a 2k which isnt even a fucking achievement
They had one year period of being legendary when the Mole helped out, 150% the best instagram to exist. Good Luck for Tokyo Ollie :)
Currently the year 9s just giggle
The year 10s are incapable of fucking socialising
The year 11s are all alcoholic nittys that fuck whoever they can see
The sixth formers can actually be asked to show up to training and are good
Every tiffin child is a neek and it shows well
I sincerely pray that they become more human and less bent
Ollie's friend: "What's that school you used to coach at?"
Ollie: "Tiffin School Boat Club and they were all incapable rowers and unsocialable freaks"
Ollie's friend: "Oh yeah, that's the one. Never succeeded in a proper regatta"
Ollie: "That's the one"
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A council tax funded meeting place for the less intellegent and feebleminded residents of Stoke on Trent who consider the substandard display on their pitch to be of premiership quality. These "fans" are usually seen bedecked in their red and white striped XXXL Stoke shirts, bottom lip protruding, saliva dribbling, scratching their freakishly heavy brows as they contemplate how to negotiate the turnstile whilst communicating in a series of grunts and clicks. Can be heard mentioning 1972 in every sentence, as that was the one and only time they have been successful, and that was only in the League cup, a cup without any value whatsoever.
Grunt, duh, yeah, I like "Stoke City Football Club." , 1972, nauuuughhhh, dribble flibble
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