OK, student walks past a housewife. He pervs in through the window, hoping she's doing her housework all nudie like Anneka Rice, he's disappointed to see her spreading muck on the top of her spuds (which may be a euphanism for boobs, but sadly, the advertisers kept with the potato element). Instead of hearing her moan in orgasmic pleasure whilst being rogered by the Milkman, she's listing to a song on the radio.
So, student gets on the bus, humming away. Suddenly, he's being eyed up by Footie mad Flash-With-Flashguard bloke. Now, his double life was hinted at when he & 'son' were washing up at half-time, when he started bleating on about using Flash, when any other many man would simply wipe an oily rag over the counter and get a tinny out and flop on the sofa ready for the second half.
So, after leering at his forbidden fruit, he picks up the whistle of the tune, and as he gets off the bus, it's heard by Husband of the 'Spread and Bake' woman (which must me a euphanism somewhere!).
So, hubby gets in, and wifey's just got her spuds out (whey-hey!)... whilst the husband is singing along to the song on the radio!
I, too, would give my head a shake - how the hell can a student lech at her, pick up the tune, wander down to the bus stop, wait for a bus, get in it, be perved over by a beefy bloke for a bus journey, for Beefy Bloke to reach his destination - the join the queue to wait for another bus GOING BACK IN THE SAME DIRECTION for the husband to pick up the tune, for hubby to arrive home not only in time for tea, but all in the same time as 2 verses of a song!
Clearly, time flies when you open your legs in the hot sun...
