Everyone else thinks I'm gay, but I'm not.
Grog o'clock is a dangerous time of day, especially when at a house party with a load of strangers.
Nice hand... so, do tell, how did you end up enjoying grog o clock at a party full of strangers in a strange house? Hmmm...perhaps I need to do some catching up on your blog...
P.S. I'd like you to review my book, can you email me if you are interested please.
But how charming! Were you at a Houseparty for Ascot? Grog o'clock is absolutely the best part of the day, and all the nicer when time ceases to be of the essence. Cordially yours, Mrs Pouncer
DJ - Glad you like the hand, I grew it myself. I'm not sure how I ended up at that party but they had grog so it wasn't so bad. Of course on the book I'll send you an email.Mrs P - I met some people in a club. Well to be accurate, I met some people before the club, went to the club with them, they got me drunk and then I met some other people and they invited me to a flat party.It all made sense after some grog.
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