Dom Pérignon pill press I presume
/brit/
the gf
I saw Tim at a guitar store in High Wycombe yesterday. I told him how cool it was to meet him in person, but I didn’t want to be a dentist and bother him and ask him for photos or anything.
He said, “Oh, like you’re doing now?”
I was taken aback, and all I could say was “Do you need help?” but he kept cutting me off and going “Need you out of business sunshine” and closing his hand shut in front of my face. I walked away and continued with my shopping, and I heard him mumble something as I walked off. When I came to pay for my stuff up front I saw him trying to walk out the doors with like fifteen guitar leads in his hands without paying.
The girl at the counter was very nice about it and professional, and was like “Sir, you need to pay for those first.” At first he kept pretending to be tired and not hear her, but eventually turned back around and brought them to the counter.
When she took one of the leads and started scanning it multiple times, he stopped her and told her to scan them each individually “to prevent any electrical infetterence,” and then turned around and winked at me. I don’t even think that’s a word. After she scanned each bar and put them in a bag and started to say the price, he kept interrupting her by yawning really loudly.
anime
got way too pissed the other night and hugged my mum
showered 3 times since but I can't escape the shame
sounds like a sick night
*hugs you*
we're off the books
christ you're a boring twat
was in the tube earlier, it was so crowded that a girl's bag brushed me
reckon she's gonna propose next time i see her