
C: I suffer terminal hangovers. Yesterday I would have gone to A&E to beg to be anaesthetised, except I didn't have shades dark enough to shield my eyes from the cruel, poisonous sunlight. Because I've a pea head, I struggle to find anything which doesn't make me look like a child trying on his grandad's glasses. Burton - yes, much maligned Burton - came to the rescue with these beauties for only £8 in the sale. Je vous aime Burton.


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A pea-headed man peeing on peas. That i would like to see.
Oh, wait! I have!
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