This afternoon, i took out this bitch to a lovely restaurant in South London & we both ordered some pretty exotic meals & wine. Now we are both starving & waiting excitedly for our food.. When it eventually arrives, i have a big long fucking hair in the middle of my dish & have no option but to complain.
The restaurant offers a free meal & wine , etc.. but it's too late, the meal is ruined.
I hate hair in my food.
The restaurant offers a free meal & wine , etc.. but it's too late, the meal is ruined.
I hate hair in my food.