Rach and I went to Devon for the weekend with a good crew for Gav 'n' Bang's Hen/Stag do.
See title above.
Just as I finished writing this the owner came back. He didn't say anything. Maybe I do look hard after all. Or he'd seen me with my hand on Matt's ass on the beach.
If this wasn't on the inside I would have stolen it.
The happy couple on Pirate BBQ night.
Never has anyone looked so at home in fancy dress.
I bought this in a junk shop for the marry-ers. It had us crying with laughter all weekend. Best quid I've spent all month.
I know.
Jeez.
Wavey Davey.
Every damn time!
Hannah made the worst sandwich of all time.
Awww, we made her cry we were laughing so much!
Gav's shoes.
If this wasn't on the inside I would have stolen it.
The happy couple on Pirate BBQ night.
Never has anyone looked so at home in fancy dress.
I bought this in a junk shop for the marry-ers. It had us crying with laughter all weekend. Best quid I've spent all month.
I know.
Jeez.
Wavey Davey.
Every damn time!
Hannah made the worst sandwich of all time.
Awww, we made her cry we were laughing so much!
Gav's shoes.
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