You're not wrong. My nan died the other day, fucking guy didn't even take of his cap as they carried her through the kitchen to the backdoor. The box of Zatteran's at least bowed its head.
Little Debbie was grinning something awful though.
You're not wrong. My nan died the other day, fucking guy didn't even take of his cap as they carried her through the kitchen to the backdoor. The box of Zatteran's at least bowed its head.
Little Debbie was grinning something awful though.