Mrs keeps watching some shit called love Island. I believe it is a big deal as I have seen newspaper headlines about it.
She keeps trying to play catchup and it is killing me.
UTTER FUCKING SHITE
I think one bloke keeps telling everyone he is from some former shite band and everybody else seems like thick cunts and slags. My sort of office adjoins the living room and I am seriously thinking of moving the fucking PC.
She has it on now ffs. I can see it through the door window and I am getting angry for no rational reason.
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