Pick the ****.

The ginge is always the ****.

 

Look nonce threads are not allowed please delete.

 

Kid on the far right is the one who grows up to have toe fungus.

 

Second from left, Gary, now works in an MOT garage, and has a wife called Sue who drinks John Smiths.

 

Ginger lad had a brief career in the Fire brigade but was horribly disfigured in a house fire. Now gives talks in secondary schools about the dangers of chip pan fires and smoking in bed.

 

I think my mother was ****ing the milk man.

 

Possibly the Hunchback of Notre Dame too.

 

Funnily enough we had a chip pan fire when we were kids. My mother put the pan on the heat to melt the lard, went and had a bath and forgot about it. Daft ****.
My dad saved the day, came down stairs, ripped the flaming cooker hood off the wall, threw it in the garden, drenched a towel and hoyed it over the pan. I ran downstairs, opened the nearest window and legged it

 

Everyone else in the picture looks uneasy about having to have a photo with the ginger kid. He's clearly loving it though.

 

This is weird

 

Milkmans, postman's, window cleaners, dads.

 

Looking at the lack of likeness, I reckon the answer is probably yer Ma.

 

You're right about the John Smiths.

My bro sent me this last night. I'd forgotten how much fun school photo day in the 70's was

 

I’m guessing the one in the reflection is the **** now

 

the hills have eyes?

 

That's a small class mate.

 

Homeschooled

 

That Ginger is a howl. Sitting between ****ing long face and the little fat dribbling miserable kid.

I bet your Dad didn’t hang about long growing up, eh?

 

Knew I'd seen him somewhere before

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