We’re walking to get a coffee, my arm around M’s shoulder, when a group of kids on bikes rides up the other way. As they go level with us this Dougie Howser looking m*ther f@cker with a sh!t-eating grin splashes us with his water bottle. It’s a quality splash, something like half the bottle dripping down our fronts.
12. Kids
12. Kids
12. Kids
We’re walking to get a coffee, my arm around M’s shoulder, when a group of kids on bikes rides up the other way. As they go level with us this Dougie Howser looking m*ther f@cker with a sh!t-eating grin splashes us with his water bottle. It’s a quality splash, something like half the bottle dripping down our fronts.