what sort of time is 8 o'clock for any self respecting chip shop to be closed? frankly, it just ain't good enough. after successfully negotiating my way home around kennington and to vauxhall in the rain, onto the right train, and the right bus, i expect to be able to stuff a load of greasy food in my face in a sure fire attempt to counteract the effects of a reasonable amount of tasty beer stuff. a nasty dry, tesco prawn sandwich just does not have the same effect.
Monday, September 13, 2004
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