That dickhead social worker guy who I agonised over texting and who didn't even bother replying to my drink invitation just texted me (11pm) ....trying to score an ounce of mull. Hahahaha...idiot!
I advised him that I thought he may have the wrong number, he apologised profusely and said goodbye.
I think that's kinda fucking hilarious. (although I kinda wish he'd done it on purpose).
Get's me in the mood for...hmmmmm....let me think.....
Oh, now I remember....MANFLESH!