Anytime I go the shop I always ask "Do you want anything?" Now Werther she gives me a small list or says no, this isn't relevant. What happens next can only be described as one of the things, serous bad luck when they were handing out girlfriends or the world most experienced head wrecker. Without fail I'll either get a call while I'm in the queue to pay or leave to a text/missed call asking or something meaning I either have to leave the queue or go back into the shop and buy a single avocado or other pointless item that sits in the fridge until it's grown ears.
Shopping's for mugs, any kind of shopping. I wish we all just walked round in the scud and grazed to stay alive.
"Why are you always typing the laptop so hard?" "BECAUSE I'M TALKING ABOUT YOU!!!!!"