Tuesday, 5 December 2006

Splitting Head Ache.

There are a few good gay bars in Birchington, which is one of the reasons why I believe the place to be the gay capital of Thanet. And it was in one of those pubs that I met a sweetheart called Horse, last night.
We chatted and laughed and when they played Abba, we danced and laughed some more. As they called last orders I invited him back to my place. What a catch, I thought!
But with every catch, there's a catch, it seems.
The name 'Horse' didn't quite do him justice but I think 'Sperm Whale' might have!

The flat is in a right old mess this morning and I think he may have dislocated one of my hips!

4 comments:

Lucy Mail said...

Very nice picture you paint there, Justin.
I'm sure you'll be provoking interest from all quarters!

Eastcliff Richard said...

Whale meat again, eh?

Justin Brown said...

I'll kid you not, luvvie, it was like being hit from behind by a London tube train!
He's given me quite a nasty black eye!

Anonymous said...

Hence the sunglasses?