Why did I come in here?

By Bootneck

Sheared off

The broken shards of wood where a branch snapped off. Filled by detritus, skeleton of a leaf, red leaves and fungi. 

My youngest bruvver took a friend and his Spanish visitor on a Christmas pub crawl. The Spanish gent was bemused at the size of pints and the rapidity at which they disappeared. However his true disbelief was saved for the inevitable Kebab shop. 

"Why for you make me eat Rat?"

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