When you promise the kids a day out at Alton towers by DAD_SONGS_see_bio Tags:Casual UKUnited Kingdom 15 comments It will be al-tun before you know it Still a 30 minute wait at the gate When you’ve got Alton towers at home! “But, … where are the rides??” “Go to Aisle 4. Take a spoonful of the chilli and you’ll be glued to your seat” It’s not bad actually! I was enjoying the North Pole Thrill Coaster ride until they told me to get the fuck out of the drinks fridge. I’ll have a Nemeshish kebab. This is a weird post for me. I live near there. George R Marni wants a word. It’s just the one tower, actually. Almost as disappointing as turning up on the train at Alton, Hampshire, thinking that’s the place for the theme park. This happens. Great if you’re into steam trains, ceramics and Jane Austen however. You could have taken them for tea at Harry Ramadam’s afterwards. Corkscrew? Aisle 20 with the wines You’re not Alton towers, you’re rubbish That’s like the guy who promised his partner a “spa weekend” and spent the weekend taking her around a bunch of Spar shops. Bung the kids in a shopping trolly and spin it around a few times. Comments are closed.
“But, … where are the rides??” “Go to Aisle 4. Take a spoonful of the chilli and you’ll be glued to your seat”
It’s not bad actually! I was enjoying the North Pole Thrill Coaster ride until they told me to get the fuck out of the drinks fridge.
Almost as disappointing as turning up on the train at Alton, Hampshire, thinking that’s the place for the theme park. This happens. Great if you’re into steam trains, ceramics and Jane Austen however.
That’s like the guy who promised his partner a “spa weekend” and spent the weekend taking her around a bunch of Spar shops.
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It will be al-tun before you know it
Still a 30 minute wait at the gate
When you’ve got Alton towers at home!
“But, … where are the rides??”
“Go to Aisle 4. Take a spoonful of the chilli and you’ll be glued to your seat”
It’s not bad actually! I was enjoying the North Pole Thrill Coaster ride until they told me to get the fuck out of the drinks fridge.
I’ll have a Nemeshish kebab.
This is a weird post for me.
I live near there.
George R Marni wants a word.
It’s just the one tower, actually.
Almost as disappointing as turning up on the train at Alton, Hampshire, thinking that’s the place for the theme park.
This happens.
Great if you’re into steam trains, ceramics and Jane Austen however.
You could have taken them for tea at Harry Ramadam’s afterwards.
Corkscrew? Aisle 20 with the wines
You’re not Alton towers, you’re rubbish
That’s like the guy who promised his partner a “spa weekend” and spent the weekend taking her around a bunch of Spar shops.
Bung the kids in a shopping trolly and spin it around a few times.
Comments are closed.