Overheard at the cigarette counter in Sainsbury’s:
Yeah, I went to Rome. Saw the Pope. Where’s he live? Vatican innit? And I went to that Trevi fountain. Bag of shite.
Overheard at the cigarette counter in Sainsbury’s:
Yeah, I went to Rome. Saw the Pope. Where’s he live? Vatican innit? And I went to that Trevi fountain. Bag of shite.
November 11, 2008 at 6:14 pm |
I wasn’t impressed by the eclipse in 1999. I think that tops your man.
November 11, 2008 at 7:54 pm |
The journey towards an almost certain death at the hands of either coronary heart disease or lung cancer is made all the more special by such wonderful moments at the oily rag counter, Justin.