I'm probably being sarcastic. I might have misunderstood. No, it's sarcasm. Proper twat.
(I don’t celebrate Christmas, my fridge usually looks like that, I just don’t want to go to the supermarket while the dickheads are there double-trolleying it.)
(I don’t celebrate Christmas, my fridge usually looks like that, I just don’t want to go to the supermarket while the dickheads are there double-trolleying it.)
I did anyway.
I did anyway.
I still have that to look forward to.
I still have that to look forward to.
Bincident.
(No, I don’t have anything more productive to do.)
Bincident.
(No, I don’t have anything more productive to do.)
I love rubbish. My Dad’s half Womble.
I love rubbish. My Dad’s half Womble.