So, I was stood outside the library today waiting for my friend Dan when a scally-drunk came over to me and said, 'Do you know love, if I saw you on an on-line dating site, I might give you a go.'
'So? Are you?'
'Am I what?'
'On any particular dating site?'
'No, I have a boyfriend.'
'Damn it... DAMN IT!' He actually started shouting and his friend dragged him off.
I don't know what I'm more bothered about... The fact if the DRUNK SCALLY saw me on an on-line dating site he MIGHT give me a go. MIGHT? Or the fact he seemed to think I'd be happy to accept being given a go by HIM. A drunk nutcase with no teeth.
Spring in my step? I think not!