'You'll have to pick up some beer on the way home from work tonight.'
The words that strike terror into my heart and make my blood run cold. An icy hand clutches at my chest and my vision starts to dim as I lose peripheral vision and my bowels turn to water. The hooves of the four horsemen of the apocalypse thunder in my ears and I understand what its like to know spine tingling raw fear
I hate going to that blooming Tescos
The words that strike terror into my heart and make my blood run cold. An icy hand clutches at my chest and my vision starts to dim as I lose peripheral vision and my bowels turn to water. The hooves of the four horsemen of the apocalypse thunder in my ears and I understand what its like to know spine tingling raw fear
I hate going to that blooming Tescos
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