Last Tango
Posted by The Powers That Be, Friday, 8 September 2006 at 4:44 pm, EDT
‘Ad ‘er. With butter for lube. She came like a shitting rhino.
Evening children and how are we all?
Took this charming lady — who will never know what I just said about her but it’s oh so tempting to knock on her door and explain to her one night — in Moraira a couple of nights ago. Haven’t managed to eat a decent meal in the town yet. Two meals out and both stinkers. Not that I judge a place by its restaurants you understand but… yeah… bit shite. Had a Carbonara last night that I suspect to have passed through the digestive tract of a goat before reaching my table. Unfortunate. Steps will be taken.
Bruve and I did, however meet a stray kitten who is now known as ‘Plumduff High-Pockets’ in our head because it sounds good. Nearly took him home with us but we were good. Next time.
We went up to the boy’s school the other day too. Everyone’s surprisingly normal. I have no doubt that all of the peroxide crazies that cued up with us at the school shop (to buy bits of uniform and such) have homes filled with butt-plugs and nipple attachments that link to car batteries but they seemed so fucking normal y’know? By God, but Parent Teacher evenings should prove interesting. The governors have no idea what they’ve taken on with us two. The boys on the other hand should cause no trouble at all.
Seem to have beaten the mosquitoes, little pussies have no staying power.
Gx
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