Kat is too busy rubbing filthy lucre over her teats while doing bazza up the wrongen surrounded by naked Chinese people furtling each other.
What the fuck Is Furtling?
I’m not sure but I bet it exists!
Went to neighbours then to the local for a NYE bash. Didn’t get home until 4am. The missus was wrecked but no furtling occurred. I’m getting too old for this malarkey.
This household is feeling a little delicate today. We left so late that we didn’t even get to enjoy the free tube. In at 5.30 and I woke up about half an hour ago. My partner has returned to bed. Well 2018 can only get better from here.
Well this is a first. Woke up without an inkling of a hangover. As soon as the cheap plonk rolled up, I stopped drinking (another first). Never thought I would utter the immortal words “have you got anymore of that JP Chenet” (a third first).
Happy new year everyone.
Off to the pub.
Have a good birthday!
Happy Birthday you old fucker!!!
Anniversary felicitations young man.
Happy birthday fella.
Have a great wrinkles anniversary. Happy Birthday Goaty.
Happy birthday Goatie
I’ just back from the pub… 4 hours and 3 drinks something is wrong I was sober last night as well. Nearly
I am now sipping Champagne prior to consuming some filet de beouf avec le pomme de terre (chipped) et un salade du tomate washed down with a Chateau Musar 2006 (Lebanon’s finest) - with a joyous sense of gay abandon post 84km ride…
Wuss, thought you were going to do 100km?
84km better than I have managed though…
Rummaging around isn’t it?
e.g. I was furtling around in my undercrackers earlier to rearrange my fruit and veg.
Mmmm, Chateau Musar.
By tonight, I will have managed three consecutive nights out. At 42. Beat that.
16th in a row at 59…
But then I guess from your post that you only ever go on 3 day holidays?