Self-abuse

As part of The Birthday That Cannot Be Named, I went out on Friday with friends for a Jack and Coke or two. Oh, alright, ten. I’d wondered why I was feeling so compis mentis at three in the morning.

Then I found this.

Oops.

I need a coffee after that news. That’s alright, surely?

Oh.

Thanks, Darren at LMG. You’ve made a happy man very old.