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The New Job

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Eight pints down, eight pints down with a new girl,
Think we left there shouting,
Left there in a whirl,
Eight pints down; oh, if only I hadn’t stopped counting!

Went for a curry, went for a curry with a bottle of bubbly,
Think we paid? It was well hot.
Forty quid! But the wine was lovely,
Went for a curry, think we paid? Perhaps not…

She gave me a spliff, gave me a spliff but no light,
Had to use the cooker to spark the grass,
An electric hob…took twenty minutes alright,
She gave me a spliff; oh, if only I’d used the gas!

Went to her room, went to her room, stomach a bit ick,
Too much of a funny fag,
Stomach a bit…ohhh…had to be sick,
Went to her room; oh, if only I wasn’t sick in her bag!

Up in the morning, up in the morning and out the door,
Forgot the bag, that’ll make her cross,
Not gonna drink no more,
Up in the morning; oh, if only she wasn’t my boss!
15.06.2006

Yes, this actually happened to me!
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Shocking behaviour! I suppose you could have made a mess all over the floor so a purse is a better place, but then it depends what was in the purse. Most women keep their life in there....