Relentless

Title unrelated

I'm buying cheaper cereal, smoking roll-ups, and taking shorter showers, just like the rest of suburban England at the time. But one thing that I flat out refuse to compromise on, is toilet paper. I could live in the doorway of Cafe Nero and still force myself to appreciate a soft stroke, avoiding the...less soft experience.


But I digress, times are tough, and people (read: me) are broke. But why be glum, eh? Weatherspoons are delighting their "clientele" with bargain pints and price promises, so all the Man Utd fans in Watford shall rejoice (maybe more pennies towards the "actually go to Old Traford" fund, eh?). Not that I know much about Watford.

Living in Luton, that is.

Which will now show you my authority when speaking of all things shit. Like crap bog roll, and crap pubs.

I need a drink now...