Ya know, I like summer. There are some aspects about summer that I love. But admiring the specimens of humanity is NOT one of them.
Popped out to grab a bite of lunch and my POOR BLEEDING EYES were assaulted by the site of some shirtless cretin with his pasty pink MOOBS and rounded gut jouncing towards me.
Jeez-is. Almost put me off me lunch.
There have been some revolting sights on the weekend here too. A friend confessed she often plays "Fat Or Pregnant?" with some of the muffin tops on show. All very well, but round here I've told her it's likely to be both. God, Watford - you're ugly. I'm glad I'm a cat.