- I was thinking about it, and our relationship sucked.
- You were just a shag on a sofa.
- You've gotten fat.
- Okay, no, you're getting fat.
Nice things were said as well.
I was quite pleased that I hadn't drunk text anyone last night, and then I realised I was in a pub with exactly everyone whom I have ever drunk text, and I elected to lean on the bar and tell everyone the story of the Bachee instead.
I hate that I utterly fancy you even when you're really drunk and talking about bucket vaginas.
- Dagger.
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