I was too busy fighting them off my Mo-Hi-To.
I just have to find that (un)lucky beer loving Black Country mon to propose to me. All for the beer of course!
Don’t judge us. You know you would too.
I have to admit I did stroke a number of the velour chairs while no one was looking.
I have to admit I didn’t immediately notice the nipple action. I was still salivating over the china dogs.
Shouting ‘You can go your own way’ across the bar could be misconstrued as verbal abuse.