Worked in fair hill last summer,
Bored, boundary wall.
Mind wandering and imagination working OT
How long before I see a skinny sham walking a couple of jack Russells?
Wasn’t disappointed
Along came a guy with 3 beagle’s,
Soon after 2 more ,
With greyhounds and jack Russells.
One beast just unloaded his hole in tbe path as the gentleman with the white socks ,trackie ,and skinny tasche looked on,
Not a bother to the cunt,
Then around 11 ( early for a norrie)
A fat bastard across the road emerged from the cave,
Gave the todger a squeeze,and managed to hold a fag and coffee mug in the other hand.
15 m later I looked over and there’s your man sitting on the kitchen chair totally engrossed in my work.