Ste1969
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"You're a tight bastard, Dave," snapped my wife.
"But I can't see the point of paying £700 for the kids to have breakfast with a mouse in Disneyland," I replied.
"Tight fucking bastard," she muttered.
"Well think of the money we've saved. Twenty quid-a-night for a B&B in Rhyl and they can still have breakfast with a mouse."
"But I can't see the point of paying £700 for the kids to have breakfast with a mouse in Disneyland," I replied.
"Tight fucking bastard," she muttered.
"Well think of the money we've saved. Twenty quid-a-night for a B&B in Rhyl and they can still have breakfast with a mouse."