“I caught my twelve-year-old son looking up women’s skirts today,” I told the barman after my second whiskey. “That’s pretty normal for a twelve-year-old, isn’t it?” he asked. “Not on eBay it isn’t!” I said.
“I caught my twelve-year-old son looking up women’s skirts today,” I told the barman after my second whiskey.
“That’s pretty normal for a twelve-year-old, isn’t it?” he asked.
“Not on eBay it isn’t!” I said.