My word! What music do you like then?
:hehe: I met a girl in York, then she said we are going to the pub later. I went to the pub oh by the way this is my boyfriend. he looked furious the whole time. It was one of those pubs that has a carpark to set the scene.
She then made him give me a lift back to the hotel. he then drove her back home and waited outside her house to prevent her from sneaking back to the hotel to see me.
Any man that can listen to Dance Me To The End of Love and not feel uplifted has a ****ing problem. It is probably the most joyous and hope-filled song ever written about the holocaust.
It was a very small, sporty kind of thing in green. Remarkably slow and uncomfortable.