One of the binge-drinking slags from the local estate passed out and had a fuckin' baby on my front lawn last night. It was like having a real-life nativity scene playing out before my very eyes! It really got me in the mood for Christmas ... well, that is until I had to shovel up all the afterbirth and muck from my grass at four this morning.
Tuesday, 9 December 2008
William James Mercer Witnesses A Miracle.
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Ulgh! Hate those fucking estate slags. Kappa Slappas with their Essex facelifts. Nasty bidness.
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