Being a Londoner

by Zack Wilson

“So then, we’re all pissed, it’s about 11, even Joan’s had one or two, we’re all dancing and everything, and she’s been gone about fifteen minutes to the loo, so we’re all getting worried and people keep asking ‘Where’s Christine? Where’s Christine?’, and no one knows. So we get sat down again cause James wants to make his big speech about the great year we’ve had, and she bursts in, bursts in! She’s dressed like Scary Spice! Leopard skin thingies and everything! She’s got a bottle as a microphone and she’s singing ‘I tell you whatta want whatta really really want’! Well, you know what she’s like, being a Londoner,” she said on Monday.  I didn’t. 

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