Discussion in 'Moopy Moop' started by Ag, Feb 13, 2020.
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Droopy Drawers is in today!
Oh just imagine my dismay!
Oh I feel happy I feel gay!
Droopy Drawers is in today!
*CRASH* *BASH* *WHAM* *jogs papers* *throws pens on desk*
My mother LOVES bingo. If she’s not frittering her money away online playing bingo and chatting to everyone in the chat room, she is organising a bingo tea or shouting house at her local town hall twice a week.
lost ma bloody gas card again
This made me smile on a dreary Thursday late morning.
Knock on the door, the number 4 billion.
Q - How do you make 399 old women say "fuck"?
A - Get one to shout "House!"
I remember I went once with her when I was home and you can’t so much as BREATHE without getting sighed or tutted at. Now when she heads off to the bingo I usually go in to town with her and go to the pub and bump my gums silly. I’m not very good at being quiet.
Bring your own dabber and iron lung.
It's a serious business, the bingo. You do not go there to fuck about.
I've been. For some reason my in-laws took me there, the day I graduated. They have no fucking clue.
Who knew old MAUD from number 9 could be so FIERCE.
I LOVE A BIT OF BINGO
Mostly for the people watching, but shouting for a win is a true joy. Though @octophone has clearly never been, as you don't shout "HOUSE", you do something far more laid back, like a nonchalant "ERE YER-AH" and usually look ENTIRELY UNIMPRESSED even when you've won a bomb.
Well, maybe that's the drift where you are but here in Scotland, there are RULES. There needs to be because the atmosphere is more like the 5 minutes before a prison riot than a bloody game.
It's because no one can smoke inside anymore. They're all itching for a fag and nowadays, all the halls have been redecorated since the smoking ban, so they can't just sit next to the wall and inhale heavily...
It is a terrifying sight just walking by the bingo halls.
I genuinely sometimes go to my local Working Men's Club (that I am a member of) and play Bingo. On purpose. Love it.
I didn’t think such things still exist.
Is @Indie a Freemason?
Only if you mean the gay remix collective...
I've moved onto a CD of a French woman making weird gurgling and crying noises and then processing the lot into an eerie soundscape, like Satan's neonatal ward. Good stuff.
They do in the north. There's about 15 in York.
Far more working class than that.
Do they still have men only bars and the like?I remember getting in to a bit of bother years ago for daring to ask for a drink at the men only bar. People used to go to the working men’s clubs for cheap drink, but I don’t THINK any are still going around these parts.
Nah, I think the men only bars are gone these days. I remember one in the 90s. Some of them didn't even allow women members until recently though.
GOOD. Disgusting practice.
Bethnal Green Working Men’s Club is great because they put on gigs there sometimes so you get grumpy old men sitting at the bar tutting at the hipsters and loud music.
Ah, you have to love a bit of good old English tutting. A dying art.
Even my tiny Yorkshire village has a WMC
It certainly isn't dying in my house. I'm a prodigious tutter
and gay nights!
I kind of want to join every working mens club I can find. Membership is cheap, and they're closing down rapidly.
It's in the constitution that if they close down the members get an equal share of any profits. My club has about 100 members and enough room for eight houses. £££
Theres a A SOCIAL CLUB at the end of our road. I think that's as close as you'll get tova WMC down here.