Sunday, September 07, 2003

Piss Easy

Never let it be said that the young women who frequent Wolverhampton's nightlife aren't a classy bunch. Why only last night a member of the species approached me and asked if I could cup my hands so she'd have 'a warm place to pee'.

More worryingly still, I said yes.

Was returning from the twin ordeal of the Birmingham Beer Festival and watching England's painful 2-1 victory over Macedonia. Beckham's winning penalty was particularly well received by myself as I'd had a small wager with a scotsman when we were 1-0 down that we would come back with a 2-1 win. And (CAUTION: REGIONAL STEREOTYPING AHEAD) getting a quid off a scotsman's like winning a fortune on the lottery, if you ask me.


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