Having traveled two hours for this club,
Peter had cleverly drunk a lot in the pub.
Feeling quite tipsy, people slowly entered,
He couldn’t wait to hit on the womanly herd.
Approaching the entrance, the bouncer removed him with a smug grin.
“Sorry mate, wrong shoes. Can’t let you in.”
Saturday, 23 May 2009
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