Came home late drunk and with munchies. Boyfriend already in, drunk and with munchies. No crisps in the house. Apologised for being so shortsighted as to walk past multiple chips merchants while wending home.
Having investigated every potential crisp-hoarding corner of the house, M stood on a chair in the conservatory so he could see into the middle room of the house next door.
"Have you got any crisps?"
"Or Pringles?"
"I know it's Ramadan but it is after dark."
I don't think they heard him. Thank the Lord.
joella
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