The Recurring Nightmare

This Picture of Graeme Innes still gives me the heeby jeebies. This was the night the big man was drunk (well on eof many I'm sure) he was all for flashing himself for the camera.

Later he was pretending he was going to snog me! it was like a game of chicken and I thought he would chicken out at the last minute but he didnt and he kissed me....I can still feel his stubble the bastard!!! it was like those emery board things that ladies use to file their nails.

Anyways this image of Graeme is one of my worst nightmares. I'm getting flashbacks of pulp fiction and the guy from Deliverance saying "you sure got a pretty mouth"