So it didn't work out with the hospital administrator?
Like I believed a word of that shit anyway...
Good luck with the, what was it? A 20 year old?
You are fucking dreaming.
Next week you might want to actually spend Friday and Saturday with Little Son instead of with Twink at the pub...because if you don't want to spend your two nights with him then I'll ask Tazzie to mind him for me while I'm at work, like he did today. Simple.
And could you do something for me? Don't let Little Son see you at Work on the computer when you are picking up your cyber slags. He told me all about it.
Now fuck off.
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