So, what did you do in London, my mother asks me as I walk in.
Paid someone to tie me up, beat me and piss on me. I think.
Oh – nothing much, I reply. Just saw some friends.
You smell nice. Have you just washed your hair?
Well yes, actually. Rather thoroughly.
Strange sort of life, we live. Well, I do anyway. But so do you, probably.
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| Fucking off now, Ma’am. |
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| Many marriages become oppressive and abusive after a while. In this case, about 11 minutes. |
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| I have a very literal mind. It’s quite convenient, because it means I don’t need to take offence every time I’m called a ‘wanker’. |
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| She can annex my southern regions with an illegal plebiscite any time she likes. Geddit? Bit-o-politics, bit-o-politics |
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| Yurshhh mw’am. Gulp. Bleah! |
thank you Ben Elton, i wondered what you are up to now a days.
Nicely spotted. Oddly enough, my interest in powerful domineering women does not extend to having a Margaret Thatcher fetish, If I did, I imagine I'd be quoting him more often.