Heheh, the comment about the dangly jeans reminded me of being out with my beautiful daughter a few weeks ago. We were on the train, which was quite crowded, and a young man was standing in the corridor just by our seats. He had on a pair of those dreadful crotch-at-the knee jeans, displaying a good couple of inches of his underwear and far more of his flesh than we wanted to see. Anyway, as we left our seats to get off, Emma leaned over to him with a gorgeous smile and said 'If I wanted to see your ass, I'd be your girlfriend. For God's sake pull up your bloody jeans!'
I was so proud of my girl - a grumpy granny in the making, and only 28 
Good Morning Sunday 10th May 2026
Sometimes it’s just the small things that press the bruise isn’t it? 😢



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