lol, my overly active imagination has flashed a vision before my minds eye of a staggeringly drunk individual, with his head propped against the outside wall of a pub in an alley, next to a blue dumpster, attempting to take a piss, but lacking the manual dexterity required to locate and manipulate his fly and pissing himself whilst incoherently cursing his pants.
I always have great days on Fri 13th. Wierd but true.
ReplyDeletemaybe that means you are the spawn of the devil or something?
ReplyDeletedo ever find yourself having a problem with flys?
Only the ones on my pants late Saturday night.
ReplyDeletelol, my overly active imagination has flashed a vision before my minds eye of a staggeringly drunk individual, with his head propped against the outside wall of a pub in an alley, next to a blue dumpster, attempting to take a piss, but lacking the manual dexterity required to locate and manipulate his fly and pissing himself whilst incoherently cursing his pants.
ReplyDeleteYour imagination is like a timetravelling video camera. Those were the days.
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