I've just been out in the garden and overhead the man two doors down talking to his regular "friend", Raquel the Rotter, in tones of disappointment viz a viz his regular service.
Apparently she has something "fairly nasty" under the bonnet and only called as a courtesy on her way back from the Chemist.
The last bloke she had been with previously was, apparently, in the habit of yelling out "We hate Palace" at the moment of release and also sported a couple of badly spelled tattoos professing allegiance to the "ELD".
She is apparently worried because he may not understand his predicament. She had previously told him she had a sister named Chlamedya and he promised to send her some flowers.
If you know him, whip him off to the doctors pronto before he starts scratching.
Apparently she has something "fairly nasty" under the bonnet and only called as a courtesy on her way back from the Chemist.
The last bloke she had been with previously was, apparently, in the habit of yelling out "We hate Palace" at the moment of release and also sported a couple of badly spelled tattoos professing allegiance to the "ELD".
She is apparently worried because he may not understand his predicament. She had previously told him she had a sister named Chlamedya and he promised to send her some flowers.
If you know him, whip him off to the doctors pronto before he starts scratching.
