Drunk #20 something girl, flirting with drunk guy: Honestly… I don't have a murdershack, and I'm not going to cut your hands off, pickle them in formaldehyde, and use them to stroke my hair.
Leamington Spa England
Overheard by: Bleep
Drunk #20 something girl, flirting with drunk guy: Honestly… I don't have a murdershack, and I'm not going to cut your hands off, pickle them in formaldehyde, and use them to stroke my hair.
Leamington Spa England
Overheard by: Bleep
