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i just sat through the boringest meal ever
even worse than the last supper. It was with my Belgian mother and her Belgian mother and they kept talking in fucking belgian. And, to make matters worse, my Belgian grandmother kept chortling randomly like a naughty schoolgirl at christmas. The only redeeming feature was the moustachioed scotsman on the table next to us who kept grunting noisily like an angry nun.