Yep, I did it again. I must stop because this is silly, oh so silly. However, I seem to be on repeat. I seem to be on repeat. I seem to be on repeat.
Drink + Computer/Internet = foolishness and embarrassment. My wine addled brain realised I had made a rather severe error when I was receiving messages in childish txt speak from a fifteen year old very camp gay boy from Barnsley. He wanted to come and stay. I nearly agreed.
Put the computer down. Log off and walk away Nelson, just log right off.