got mugged, shopping in the West End (Oxford Street & other green monopoly card locations) today, and, despite being there myself (buying some nice vanilla smelly stuff in the Body Shop), I didn’t. Whilst the muggers are obviously complete shits who obviously fancied a pop at someone well off and should be hung from the highest yard-arm available, one can’t help but give a small smile.
more a smirk really. can’t walk indeed.
Posted on Tue, 2 December 2003 at 23:03