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SoWat
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I'm convinced there's a parrallel universe inhabited only by teenagers and young 20 somethings.
You see, I seem to be feeding half the teenage population of Crawley, as the kids bring home their boyfriends/girlfiend/someone they met on a bus...etc. In short, there always seems to be a mopey teenager in my kitchen wolfing down grub bought with my hard-earned.
Now, talking to the parents of these kids, they they are also having to take out a second mortgage to keep their cupboards stocked with food for the daily influx of, apparently, starving freeloaders.
This cannot be...unless they're existing in a parallel universe.
Conversely, when I were a lad, I can't remember dining out (on a regular basis anyway) at other people's houses. Maybe we get a 'Men in Black' style memory wipe when we reach 40?
s'cuse me, I have to go to Sainsburys now
You see, I seem to be feeding half the teenage population of Crawley, as the kids bring home their boyfriends/girlfiend/someone they met on a bus...etc. In short, there always seems to be a mopey teenager in my kitchen wolfing down grub bought with my hard-earned.
Now, talking to the parents of these kids, they they are also having to take out a second mortgage to keep their cupboards stocked with food for the daily influx of, apparently, starving freeloaders.
This cannot be...unless they're existing in a parallel universe.
Conversely, when I were a lad, I can't remember dining out (on a regular basis anyway) at other people's houses. Maybe we get a 'Men in Black' style memory wipe when we reach 40?
s'cuse me, I have to go to Sainsburys now
