We had a kid. It started to kick,little one made on a newspaper bed and I drank all day and Vicky got sick,
Not sick in the body,sick in the head. She was an 'ard cunt,fantastic tits,the idea of a kid just left 'er in bits and when you're 23 and yer out on the nick you'd thank christ to fuck that Vicky got sick!
Paul
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