i got a text from the wife.

"i'm shopping.do you want anything?"

errrrrrrm,


well fuck it.
why not?
i'd do the same for her.

i always ask the same question when i go shopping.

it was on offer she beamed.
£4 for 2 ltrs.

HOW MUCH?

grasshopper,
you have much to learn.

laters.

almost yanked her arm off taking it from her,
and rushed back to the bunker.

i thought of golam in lord of the rings.

oh my precious.

better.

i feel like some wild animal standing over a kill.

mine,
all mine.

don't even think about it.

she said"they have this stuff called something jack.didn't know if you liked it".

frosty jack.

less than 4 quid,
for 3 ltrs?
i like it.
i like it.

but it really is loopyjuice.
i think that it's why i sleep on the kitchen floor at the weekends.

although i can't be sure.

erixter wrote:it was on offer she beamed.
£4 for 2 ltrs.

HOW MUCH?

grasshopper,
you have much to learn.

laters.

almost yanked her arm off taking it from her,
and rushed back to the bunker.

i thought of golam in lord of the rings.

oh my precious.

and now it's gone.

it was fun though.

and now she moans because i'm farting.

well she fuckin bought it.

and she's buying it now.