This one has grown old and bitter

April 26, 2011

Saturday night I did a usual thing and went to Charltons. One of my trio of accomplices, the Wolf couldn’t make it so the Ad girl and I hit the place alone. Good solid night as always. In the smoking area we struck up a conversation with an old man also a regular who had some very touching and interesting stories to tell. I’m not sure if he was full of shit, but the tales he spun were so heart warming that I didn’t care.

The Ad and I got drunk and kissed then she remembered her boyfriend, the one she’d been slagging off all night and we stopped. Could I please meet a single girl with? Or one without feelings for an ex?


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