Sunday, 21 October 2012
Gold digger.
Last night I briefly met Mouse for a quick drink, a smoke, a kick in the balls and a burn. Then the bar played Kanye West's Gold Digger. The irony nearly killed me.
Monday, 8 October 2012
A desperate weakling and a dominatrix walk into a bar...
He leaves with an empty wallet and begs to go to the cash machine to get some more.
The end.
The end.
Tuesday, 2 October 2012
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