Toby and I
had been set the task of organising Will and Tom’s stag party. The pair of
pussies wanted to go out together – I know! What’s that all about? Anyway…
“So, what
sort of thing do you think they’re gonna want?” I asked Tate one morning as we
were getting breakfast, “A male stripper?”
Tate
snorted and shook his head as Toby looked at us both, utterly horrified at the
idea.
I had to laugh at his face, but I thought it
was a valid question – a lot of guys wanted to go to a strip club for their
stag nights. I just couldn’t see a bunch of girl strippers really floating
their boat…
Tate’s
answer was even funnier though, “No you dummy,” he said scornfully as he
flicked the kettle on, “– those two would probably prefer a tea party and a
Disney movie!”
I laughed,
“Yeah, you’re probably right there.” I agreed. I got the cups out and was just
reaching for the coffee – I didn’t notice Tomas who had just come into the
kitchen.
“Oy, you
cheeky git!” he said, “I heard that!” A pair of rolled up socks hit me on the
back of my head.
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