Category Archives: eaves dropping
I was eaves dropping in a bar: He whispered to her: “have you got your basque on?” She said “Yep.”
Eavesdropping again..Another great quote written down live from the table next to mine…
Sounding off in Carluccio’s. a little eave’s dropping this morning confirms the bullshit motto taught to me by my Great Uncle Gilbert. (Wonderful man). Just look at that finger.
Media Mum demonstrates irritating and not uncommon 500-decibel-own-child-worship. Sideways glance from Mother in Niquab confirms this.