Ass. That is what he is. He is an ass.
Every time a piece of vintage like the blonde over there dangles in front of him, he decides to become a cougar tamer. It is disgusting to watch and I told as much when we came in.
Now I am stood here staring at him, as he is staring at her and I am looking like a div. If he hadn’t had my corner so many times in the past, I’d leave him to it. I can’t do that though. Once I down this pint I will get him the hell out of here before he gets himself into trouble.
This was my fourth post for Voice Week.