I saw a great t-shirt recently worn by a bloke in Romford, Essex, England. I should have taken a picture really, but wasn’t in the mood to have my face rearranged. It read, in huge letters:
I gave up fags, booze and sex.
And then, in tiny letters underneath:
It was the worst hour of my life!
A bit predictable, perhaps, but as I have a puerile sense of humou…
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