A dog in our village keeps finding dildos when out on walks. Happening so frequently that someone’s started a Facebook page to get all the photos and make a calendar.
Wife not impressed by my reply in the what’s app group ‘I’d been looking for that’ when it found its most recent ‘fister’ toy.
I just noticed on my Anthony Van Engelen Vans plaid shirt I bought back during the Mindfield era that the sleeve is embroidered “AV” whereas nowadays he’s always referred to as AVE. I feel like I’m wearing a counterfeit knock off.
God I hate commuters who have all their conversations on speaker phone. The guy one row across is asking his girlfriend to show him her tots and send videos. Oh, and negotiate two grand for a ticket to the finals or something… Fucking twat.