Oddly the significant family funeral we had last year brought out the best in them.
It was afterwards that the stuff started.

And because I'm merely an in-law, I'm essentially a bystander.

Still have to clear the shit up afterwards and dry the tears.

Fucking rubbish.
( Je suis un vagabond is an unfunny, up your own arse middle class knob, Mon 16 Dec 2013, 11:28, Reply)