Thank goodness Shula has left Alastair. He doesn’t yet realise how lucky he is. Surely it will now dawn on him that he has essentially been married to a sack of self-pity tied up with PMT? Imagine the first thing you heard every morning was Shula’s nasal whine firing itself up for another day of passive-aggressive poor-little-me snowflakery (must be like being Mrs avenging canary come to think of it 😋). Can’t believe he lasted so long. Hope he runs wild and has weekend-long, coke-fuelled, tudders-style sex parties with Anisha and sixteen Bulgarian fruit pickers.
Posted By: Old Git, Mar 15, 18:04:57
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