My Girl’s Mad at Me


Things are bad at home, she says she is sick of me. Always football, rugby, cricket…sport, sport, sport. So I booked a quiet table for 2 last night to try and patch things up. By 9 oclock things were 10 times worse… she hadn’t potted a single red.

(Thanks Tezza n Trev)

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