I'm sorry to say that in the early hours, an attempt was made on the life of my anti-alcoholic fence (see August 2019).
We were awoken by a drunken argument in the street, and I looked through the curtains and a hilariously pathetic fight that looked like some kind of Bollywood or interpretive dance. It stopped being funny when one of them grabbed the other and rugby tackled them through the fence and on top of my hedge.
I'm sorry to say that in the early hours, an attempt was made on the life of my anti-alcoholic fence (see August 2019).
We were awoken by a drunken argument in the street, and I looked through the curtains and a hilariously pathetic fight that looked like some kind of Bollywood or interpretive dance. It stopped being funny when one of them grabbed the other and rugby tackled them through the fence and on top of my hedge.
Fucking wankers.
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