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I wouldn’t touch a - one of them - for £200 an hour.
If I wanted to I could, I’m getting dressed to see - one of them - that fancies me now . The pharmacist at Boots. She gave me a fuck ton of opiate painkillers by mistake and so I crushed and snorted them like you do. Went back and she was like
>“you can’t have your prescription you already had X amount”
so I just ordered her to bring them out and stop talking, used my I might have to get angry look like you do with kids and like a gud girl she had no choice and brought them to me. I was trying not to laugh at her and was grinning like an idiot Cheshire Cat and she must have got the wrong message and tries to talk to me every week when I go in now, she starts trembling a little bit and blurting out rubbish, you know what they get like. I put my earbuds in last week before I went in all gas masked up for corona and told her I couldn’t hear her. I’m not into non white chicks, anything more exotic than Greek and I’m not taking it on.
I turned down a shot at a porno sloot last summer because she’s half Jamaican. I don’t get turned on by beastiality either, that feels similar to race treachery.
