I had this brill dream last night. I was holding this beautiful woman in my arms. Her lips were on fire, she was hot to the touch and she was trembling. Then I realised it was Cheryl Cole (Tweedy) and she had Malaria?
I am no snob...but. I went to our local shopping centre this morning. Now it is renown for being the meeting place of out of works and rough ones (as well as some decent folk).
But I was fascinated watching a very heavily pregnant woman. She was smoking. Every other word was 'F' Her partner looked like he had fallen head first into a fishing tackle box and could only manage the occasional grunt. I just thought to myself 'What chance has that baby got?'
I know it will probably be a prospective candidate for the Jeremy Kyle show but it was so sad. I just had to look around and there were plenty more like her. I know it's all to do with upbringing, but what is missing is 'pride' Sad sad country.
The Band nearly did not perform last night, after a fire broke out earlier in the day at the venue. Hot stuff our Band.
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