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  • I was cycling through Mayfair recently when a petit-four and two Belgian truffles landed right in front of me. Some fucking rich kids were tossing them from the roof garden of their parents' mansion. So it's not just in 'south' London.
    You can call me a bedwetter if you like - and it's true, I piss those sheets most every night of the week - but I just wanted to grab them and give them a jolly good talking to. I even thought of calling the police but I knew they could never prove anything; the streets in Mayfair are literally covered in expensive and morish deserts. It makes my blood simmer I can tell you that.

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