i was just sat there eating my curry, when all of a sudden an almighty BANG sounded at my window. i was shocked so then i dropped my large glass of vintage wine ( it was a saturday, i thought i'd treat myself) in amongst all this commotion, i remembered about the bang at my window, curiously i crept over to investigate, to my HORROR there stood the scum of the earth as we know it...Terry Mccann. All he had to say for himself was 'what colour is your shoe?!' i was utterly apauled, what kind of a sick man disturbs someone whilst they are thoroughly enjoying their saturday night treat! i mean, Who would ruin my bloody vindaloo and not feel any remorse?! i was SICKENED. so i decided to call kate, when she picked up, all i had to say is, he's here again, i shall'nt put up with this anymore kate, i understand he's under an immense ammount of stress at the moment, but still...why on earth would he ruin my curry?
thats what you get for living next door to the Mccanns.