*Place 4th on come dine with me*
My brain-
Don’t say it!
Don’t say it!
Don’t say it!
Don’t say it!
Me: “Enjoy the money. I hope now you spend it on getting some lessons in grace and decorum, because you have all the grace of a reversing dump truck without any tyres on”
hello today’s observation is that leaf blowers don’t make logical sense....why are we using big hairdryers to blow leaves from one spot of grass.. to another ? when they will just....degrade.....
I can’t wait to start saying “Fuck it, it’s Christmas”
Fancy a drink tonight? “Fuck it, it’s Christmas”
Eat five packs of biscuits? “Fuck it, it’s Christmas”
Third night getting pissed in a row? “Fuck it, it’s Christmas”