I was on a train last night and some scum got on, one of them pointed at me as he sat down and said ‘shutup’ and then proceeded to shit in his pants (noted by someone in their group by the fact it stunk) before they all got off a few stops later. Much to my relief, as I was almost certainly going to get started on at some point for existing
We were meant to have a bit of a tour of the actual zoo but the high winds made them close it. We ate in the Royal Zoological Society building (by the penguin enclosure.)
I think this might be the first year in my life I didn’t get any pants or socks
saved by the smell
Merry Christmas to all of y’all.
Watched that Christmas episode of Father Ted before passing out last night, decent, decent Christmas.(missed my cat, degus, Mum, nephew, Sister and Brother in law big time though)
Sounds like an interesting book- my wife wanted to read it as her grandmother was displaced from Lviv by the Nazis during the war.
