Has anyone noticed how kebab shop workers used to be surly and forbidding? And how suddenly they're all chatty-watty as if they think they've become part of the colourful local scene, that doesn't exist.
Keep your beak out my business, kebab shop workers. Never ask me what football team I support again because the 3 minute charade of mendacity that ensues is more trouble than it's worth, being in mind the unwholesome food you are serving me.
Keep your beak out my business, kebab shop workers. Never ask me what football team I support again because the 3 minute charade of mendacity that ensues is more trouble than it's worth, being in mind the unwholesome food you are serving me.