There's nothing worse than finding snail tracks on your beer glass. Absolutely nothing. It's worse than nuclear war, worse than (Celebrity) Love Island. Last night in the pub I caught one of the buggers (a snail, not a lovelorn non-celebrity) on camera...
Retrospectively it occurs to me that the best way to deal with this situation would have been to order a tequila and use the salt as a weapon. As opposed to taking a photo of the little cute monster. I'll know for next time!
Sunday, July 09, 2006
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