...but let me be clear, it's not because he's gay, it's because he, his 'chick' and all his friends, are arseholes.
Picture the scene.
It's 4:13am, I've been blissfully cocooned in cloud cuckoo land for about 5 hours when a loud banging pervades my vital slumber.
"What can this be?" thinks I, before realising that it's someone banging on Siegfried & Roy's door which is approximately 7 feet from my head as I lie in bed.
It continues for another 5 minutes.
On with the slippers and out I go.
"What the fuck are you doing, it's 4 o'clock in the fucking morning?!"says I to the blonde party chick banging on the door.
"I'm trying to wake my friend, I've phoned and he's not answering"says the tit.
"He's not answering the phone, he's not answering the door and his car's not there. He's not fucking at home!"I point out.
The tit contemplates this information before staggering down the path and leaving.
This is the sort of thing I've come to expect from 'them'.
Dragging furniture across their wooden floor at 3 in the morning, flooding my kitchen by leaving their taps running (twice), burning wood, cardboard and rubbish when everyone around them has their washing hanging out to dry, having a new toilet suite fitted and leaving the old shit-stained one in the communal path for 6 months, parties, parties and more parties, etc etc, on and on.
Here's some funny pictures to lift my mood.
