Me and my twin were flat chested, I was slightly larger than her - when I say larger I mean she had bee stings and I had mosquito bites for (o)(o)I remember me and my brother getting a load of the boobies in bras in the Freemans catalogue
I remember me and my brother getting a load of the boobies in bras in the Freemans catalogue
Victor values every Saturday then a chippy on the way home, ah the good old daysI miss the good old days of kwiksave and somerfield. Shopping is so bloody expensive
Mine are my money makerMe and my twin were flat chested, I was slightly larger than her - when I say larger I mean she had bee stings and I had mosquito bites for (o)(o)
We would look through the underwear section and pick which boobs we wanted.
When we hit 16 my twin had less than a handful and I got more than i wanted, you would see my tits coming around a corner before you saw me.
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Me and my twin were flat chested, I was slightly larger than her - when I say larger I mean she had bee stings and I had mosquito bites for (o)(o)
We would look through the underwear section and pick which boobs we wanted.
When we hit 16 my twin had less than a handful and I got more than i wanted, you would see my tits coming around a corner before you saw me.
Lisa outting everyone in angies
Aww me too. Lost my nan and Grandad in about 2014 or so. Grandad fought in WW2 and my Nan was a refugee from East end London. Still miss them. It was my Nan that got the Argos catalogue out every year. Bless her heart.I used to love that time of year when I was a kid, then passing down the tradition to my kids.
I used to go ham on the Argos and index ( I’m showing my age now with the index catalog
Good for you girlMine are my money maker
