Mr.G. came home from work yesterday with a story about his
workmates dog. Lisa is a young Springer, full of it.
Now bear in mind Mr.G. and her dad work in a manufacturing
division of Burberry. Her dad decided to make her a blanket,
with her name woven into the design. Lovely thought I. Only to be
told that the aforesaid Lisa had promptly decided to sink her teeth
into it.
The result being, that the next time she went to the loo, she was
passing the remnants of Burberry check
Now that's what I call a girl with Designer taste.
Her dad now calls her Chav arse.