No 32 The Old Town, Clapham

I’m sat here wearing my lesbian girlfriend’s bra and knickers, whilst picking my nose and eating it. That’s a lie. I don’t have a girlfriend. And here starts another completely unoptimised introduction to a roast dinner review – Google’s robot ain’t gonna approve. Suck on my gravy-covered nipples you search …

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