Selfish Smoker
I was waiting outside a friend of mine’s offices, when an attractive shop assistant walked out of the back entrance of Heals, bought a coffee in the shop next to me and then crossed the road to where my friend worked and then proceeded to have a fag on the steps in front of the building.
The shop assistant suddenly wasn’t so attractive anymore. I bet she’ll be a lined old bag when she’s forty, if she continues to be attracted to the dreaded weed.
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