| Comment | She used to kick about near the cat n dog home on her way to and from the pr too. Was always along our street in her big navy coat, swearing at bushes, and muttering all sorts of drivel about some imaginary bastard she didn't seem too fond of.
Had a pal who claimed to chat with her sometimes on his way home from school who said her name was Audrey and she had a home and a husband. That cunt spoke a lot of shite so I have no idea what her real name or story is but im so glad other people know about Oddball Audrey and her vivid hatred towards gardens. |
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