“Fuck this for a game of soldiers,” I said, “Too fucking cold for pratting about, see you down the pub after?” I said and I legged it. “What sock,” I says. Xnxx hd “Not a bad gaff you got here,” I said appreciatively. “Or what?” Suzanne asked. We was down the Flying Horse one night having a few bevvies Al and me when this bloke in a tracksuit with a clipboard and stopwatch walks in. “Any idea who’s leading,” I asked and they looked at me like I was a dickhead, “Fuck you then,” I said and then it started raining. “Oh, ah right.” he says, “I just hope you two idiots are clean drugs wise!” he says, “Anyway the tester is Mr Graythwaite and you are both studying Sociology, if he asks.”
“Engineering,” I says, “I ain’t no shirtlifter!”
“No,” Al says, “Sociology is what the dumb blondes do.”
“So you fucking do it,” I said, “I’ll be the next Adrian Newry and you can be fucking forgotten.”
“Gentlemen,” Lionel says forgetting himself, “I mean Lads, Sociology and Engineering, its fine,” he said because he thought we would be fucking crap at running.
