Just on my way home from a Summer boat party on the Thames.
What utter w@nk, even a full free bar with premium spirits couldn't make it anything but sh!te.
Anybody else have similar feelings about things that are meant to be special, but are in reality, cock?
'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'