Various snippets from the pub(s) last night, which one isn’t true:
“Why do people blog?”
“I’m serious, it’s a lesbian beauty contest”
“What do you think I’d get for a Β£10.” – “Probably a slap…”
“Man! they fucked this place up” – “Yeah, and the smell of vomit isn’t helping”
“Ohh the one that comes in the poofy glass”
“No thanks, I’ll just have a lemonade”
And then home to knickers, dildos, and whips everywhere…
No not really everywhere.
Just in the bedroom…
