Crazy What You Could've Had
As Ye Sow So Shall Ye Reap Update.
I was unduly harsh on Graham last night, it turns out he was
equally repulsed by her actions in getting this (admittedly
relatively sappish) primary school friend of mine out of bed
to give her money and drive her home and all other sorts of
things that I don't know about.
She also tried to have sex with Graham somewhere near the
nursery between our local and our houses (They're like 2
doors away, the distance is minimal - I expected him round
earlier, actually) but he refused. I get the feeling he
realised that I was really quite annoyed and it gradually
clicked as to why.
Subsequently, we got on really well today. It probably
helped that for maybe the third week in a row we were the
only 2 players in our 3-1 defeat who weren't faecal matter
of a deformed horse, but you can't be sure.
Oddly, I got to go in net second half (I'll be staying
there, I was wicked) and got to deal with 4 one on ones only
one of which (Next on sentences containg one a lot, The
Queen of England speaks) was converted.
WILT? The Postal Service, Such Great Heights.