LUV ME DRUNKEN CURRY

Pri and I are drunkenly eating curry in the gutter as party people stumble by on their way home from the pubs and clubs. I ravenously shovel lamb curry it into my mouth savouring the taste and texture as you only can when you’ve had a skinful.

“Do you wanna drink?”

When I come back Pri has been joined by two guys who have sat down beside her. Gesturing with his thumb one of them asks “Is that your husband?” as I return. We laugh at the preposterousness of the idea or at least I did. Pri cackles.

Encouraged by our response he continues “You’re so beautiful. Are you a model?”

I sniggered. “Have you ever picked up with that line before, mate?” We laugh at the preposterousness of the idea or at least I did. Pri shapes to smack me one.