Ye must
remember me telling ye yesterday about Dirty Gertie and her Vajazzle and the
muff Buff (mine) and today we was supposed to go to get her muff sandblasted. Mines
Mr Husband took me in Tesco instead. I tell ye, he will take me anywhere that
man. No shame!. Tis true they don't do muff buffs in Tesco. But there was a
couple in front of me at the checkout and they were having such an argument
about whether she has bought the right top curtains I couldn't get a word in
edgeways. No matter how I tried. All I wanted to do, after surveying the
contents of her shopping trolley, was to let her know that the muff wash she
had bought was loaded with chemicals. When I did manage to get a word in
edgeways (I got her attention when I kicked her in the shin) I told her it was
true- mines very own muff doctor told me not to use it. 'Loaded with chemicals'
I tells her. 'Bleach, drain cleaner, Formahide, weed killer, moth balls- the
lot', I tells her I gave mine to mines
mr Husband to wash his hair with (nothing goes to waste in this house I tell
ye). He said he didn't fancy washing his hair with it but he would use it to
wash the car with. So he did. Took a layer a paint off. Took the shine right
off our car I tell ye. Well, well I be telling her all this she then turns
around to look at me. She was a right minger. I takes one look at her and said
'forget I said anyfin me ol' babber, if yer face is owt to go by yer be needing
yer muff sandblasting'. I gave her dirty Gerties number- they can go together
on the second friday of the month tis always buy one, get one half price.
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