Picture a middle aged man…
Picture him wearing the terrible kind of gym gear that only a middle aged man can wear.
Now, he is sat outside a vegetarian restaurant.
He is sat with his horrid, mutton dressed as lamb wife.
They’re both enjoying a cheap wholesome, vegetarian meal.
Washed down with a big old juice from the shit hole that is boost.
How does this middle aged man decide to celebrate this attempt at living a healthy life…
By lighting a cigarette and blowing it in my general direction as I eat.
