in the style of "WILLIAM_KENT":
a few years ago I was stood at the major bus terminus in Manchester City centre, just waiting for the cheap bus, when I heard a chorus of "yuck? what the fuck? argh" etc., and I looked at where the crowd were staring and there was a lady street drinker hugging a fellow street drinker outside GREGGS but she was oblivious to the pale brown river of shit flowing from her anus down her right side inner thigh, the too tight pale blue jeans made the baby shit brown stream stand out
I saw her a few days later in the city centre when one of her kids had been released into her custody, a loving mother
the whole episode reminded me of my one time neighbour who had multiple kids in care, every so often a social worker would turn up and let her see one of the tykes for a couple of hours, but the social worker's visits were not as frequent as the guy in the JAGUAR, when her flatmate, a little Indian lady, who I would sometimes see at the side of the road in stockings and a little leather miniskirt waiting for a car to slow down before she hopped in ( how to say she was ON THE GAME without saying? ) , would leave the flat and go on a mission, and one time the flatmate knocked at my door, while the JAGUAR was parked outside and asked me if she could use the bathroom so I let her in and she produced a fucking huge bag of smack and a kitchen knife and started loading grams of SMACK from the big swinging Jaguar owner dick's bag into her "top sliced" baggie - obviously this was before this week's REBRANDING of JaGUar where BRAND DIRECTOR Santino Pietrosanti "broke down barriers in a feat of fearless creativity" and pissed off the Clarkson TOP GEAR dickheads
I'm feeling she had the TOP GEAR, she skimmed enough out of the Jaguar owner's score