Well spit roast me sideways in Las Vegas.
Actually don't. Not if it is Sameh and Harry the cad.
Both are taking onanism to extreme levels. And not only is Harry the master of rubbing but he is clinically thick. By all means drop Sameh in it from a great height. Don't hold his hand when you push him over the edge you clot.
Dinner parties sure do bring out the best in people.
Melissy shouldn't have blurted out at the table. She didn't deserve Sameh's revelation either. Harry disappeared for an hour? To a bar hotel that charges by the hour?
Habbs was positively glowing until that bombshell landed. Then her little love light went out.
The only one with a more miserable demeanour is Frau Arschloch. And only ones duller than Frau are Ligby.
Who could have, incidentally, disappeared for the hour this was on and no-one would be arsched.
MF was moving his fingers around SV. Who knew?
Fu*k'in Elle. Miles not that into it? Just about as into it as Elle is into the old pale bald bloke...
Next week. I take no heed of folk that aksed someone something. It is asked. ASKED. You fyling oevr to Crotaia juts to siht sitr is juts contrvied sihte.