It’s Friday And Shaun Feels Nostalgic

Why Black Label Though? And What's Wrong With Their Hands?

After a hard day of story sums, paints and skipping (yes, I was a skipper), there was nothing like an ice-cold ale to help take the edge off those strenous pre-school days. 

I remember trundling up to my mommy’s car with my little Kermit the Frog suitcase and my unisex leather sandals, tired after another baffling session reading about the mundane adventures of “Kathy and Mark”. (How dull were those f**king kids? Why couldn’t they string decent sentences together? Why didn’t they have any black or coloured friends?) 

Anyhoo, my eyes would light up as I appraoched the car, where my mommy would have a well chilled Amstel waiting for me. Then I’d adjust my kiddie’s seat, whip out a Texan, and take a deep long drag. 

God, I miss pre-school.

Shit, I almost forgot - happy National Cleavage Day. Don’t say I never put any smut on this site. Because I do. Click on it to see a little more than should actually be allowed. This is actually a pic of a medical doctor in Romania or “Rumania” if you are Romanian.

Great Cleavage. And She's A Doctor Too.