I’m not sure whether the staff at my
hotel are being ironic or simply having a laugh. They replaced the soap in the
loo this morning. After watching streams of drookit, sodden guests coming and
going over the weekend, traipsing and dripping over their carpets and condensating
all the windows, their choice of personal cleansing agent just seemed rather
apt. But here’s the thing, the soap lies. It’s still bluidy raining.
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