Stop calling me!
After one night on the town (in Edinburgh), I consumed an awful amount of drink and was falling all over the place, as you do. I then found myself in Leith Docks with, from what I can remember, a transexual. For the next couple of weeks I kept getting dirty phone calls from ‘it’ on my mobile and I have no idea how ‘it’ got my number. Help!
Submitted by Steven Barr
Landlord @ April 20, 2008
