...but I haven't got a stitch* to wear.
Coz I'm far to fat to fit into anything, and all the clothes in the city are geared to long legged tall types, and not portly stumpylegged shortfatarses.
Or something.
Not that it matters, coz there's feck all to do on weekends these days.
Oh well, at least it's Run With Us at Hades next week.
In the meantime... Cold Pizza Consolation!
* NOR HAVE I GOT A LILO EITHER, ALTHOUGH SUCH ACQUAINTANCES BY THE NAME OF LIL WOULDN'T GO AMISS. BUT NOT THAT HAGGARD OLD CRONE FROM LAST OF THE SUMMER WHINEYARSE OLD FOGEYS CLUB.
