Missus' place?!? Blimey, Snollz, I missed that development. Last I read it was just at the *ahem* "innocently" *ahem* falling asleep in the lap of the longed-for ones stage...
That aside, seems I needs me a housepoof :D
That and that aside: arsery. Have run outta baccy. Which is shite. Think I may have to toddle off down the road to visit me *ahem* sugardaddy for some cigs. The term "sugardaddy" is based in irony, incidentally. Sadly. Otherwise my flat would've been sorted long ago. Auld fella wot stays up all night, has loadsa cigs and weed to hand at all times, and is happy to dish out both at any time of day or night as long as I either hang around for ages or leave pronto (variable... latter is usually preferable...). Ho-hum. It's either that or a 30 mile walk to the nearest 24h garage though![]()
Things progressed fairly quickly after the wine and the 'get your tits out' stage :D Going to get the boy a housepoof shirt when I go into town in a bit. No good not having baccy, bloody lost mine and spent all night being arsey about it cos shops in the village were closed and buses had stopped running. Oh well! Feeling...not as rough as expected, psyching self up to go town and then head off to her place to do some work and then whatever. Fecking cold is what it is, so want to just stay in bed.