sometimes, you're better off dead, there's a pint in your hand and it's pouring down your head, you think you're mad, too unstable, kicking in chairs and knocking down tables, in a boozer, in a west end town, call the police there's a mad man around
So, how about a pint in the west of the london, for us westies?
Sounds like it was expected to be messy from the very beginning.
Sounds like it was expected to be messy from the very beginning.
Let the festivities begin!