Saturday, June 25

not even my round!

I passed by the hothouse with the mother of all carry outs - Sainsbury's own brand 2% lager. Four for a pound!






The blissheid was either too blissed to open the door, or away being mother of all Teresas.

I may have to drink the lot. Don't say I didn't offer.

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6 comments:

  1. MM III25 June 2011 at 20:37

    I say!

    Steady on. Next thing, you'll be an alkie.

    MM III

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  2. NaNoSkye25 June 2011 at 21:40

    He must be really blissed if he is turning down beer.

    Hope you enjoyed it.

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  3. MM III25 June 2011 at 23:18

    I say!

    I don't think the Hothouse doorbell works. You could always try Brian Wilson's house. I expect he'll be watching the cricket this afternoon and drinking lots of beer.

    MM III

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  4. Hotboy26 June 2011 at 00:57

    Albert? 2%???? I'm surprised they charged you for it!! Anyway, I'm on the wagon as of yesterday and I'm back home now. God alone knows you wouldn't show up with any decent drugs!! Hotboy p.s. I've given up drinking till I only weigh two of you!

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  5. rob26 June 2011 at 03:35

    Mingers, wouldn't it be easier to just say what does work at the hothouse?

    Nanners. I've already finished off two whole cans in the one day.

    Hotters. You may be at home now, but I'm confined indoors sorting the gold bars into piles. And now it's raining! What a place!

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  6. NaNoSkye26 June 2011 at 19:33

    Of course it is raining, it is summer in Scotland.

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