It was back when I dragged my arse downstairs this morning. Sound asleep on the sofa. Made doing the washing up very loudly seem almost worthwhile!
He'd been out with the guys from work last night but forgot to mention it. Some dive in Bexleyheath apparently. He drank 5 pints (not bad going for someone who is not supposed to be drinking alcohol at all at the moment - twat) and to top it off - he drove home!
What an arsehole! Damn shame he wasn't pulled over. But then it was gone 2am before he staggered in so I suppose the police figured all the pissheads were gone by then.
Subscribe to:
Post Comments (Atom)
No comments:
Post a Comment