Chapter 137 – Anders and Josie
Anders Point of View
Standing in my kitchen, I opened up another bottle of Newcastle brown ale, flipping the top onto the surface, and taking a long gulp.
“f*****g hell Anders, you are on the loopy juice tonight.” Davey laughs as he sips from his bottle of corona.
“What can I say, I am only getting one stag night, as I am only getting married once.” I shrug.
“What time is everyone else getting here?” Ben asks, as he pulls the ring on a can of John Smiths Bitter, before pouring it into a glass.
“That widget in the can works amazingly. Look, your pint has the perfect head,” Headache says.
“I wish someone would give me perfect head. That b***h would never go down on me.” Twink sighs.
Ignoring Twinkle, before I say Josie gives me a perfect head, I
