A 'shinners'is an event that takes place after spending the night out on the town generally givin it large and trying to get your dick wet. An abbreviation of "an organised shindig" it usually involves a group of approximately 10-15 'skulls' gathering at an address in North Staffordshire and banging 'gurners', 'bugle' and other substances. On the face of it you may think that other citizens participate in 'shinners' all over this great land of ours. However, in order to be classed as a true 'shinners'it is critical that your housemate is in bed, either in the advanced stages of sleep or cowering in fear as to the mess that will great him when he awakes the following morning.
Typical topics of conversation include: How much you are loving it, how much you like a drink you do and whether you are hardcore or not.
A true 'shinners' will not only devour the twilight hours but but will continue into the following day, at which point it is customary to telephone the non-attendees or 'failures' to point out that you are still 'going strong' regardless of their present whereabouts and circumstances.
The average 'shinners' ceases when the skulls begin to crack as a result overwhelming fatigue or loss of 'gurners'. I can only say that I like a drink I do, I'm fucking loving it I am and yes I am proper hardcore. ASA, ASA, ASA-ASA-ASA!
KEEP THE FAITH,
"For god's sake Rob, not another 'shinners'I'm ringing the old bill.
"Yes my SAN, I fuckin love it I do!"
THE QUESTION IS - DO YOU?
Ps. There'll always be an England