Melvin as the hostess with the mostest at his hoose party. Shouting shoes aff at the door (aka the high footfall area) everyone, running round speeonjay in hand glaring at folk who look like they're enjoying themselves too much and might have a wee accidental drink sploosh, quickly hoovering the crumbs round about folk dancing to Whitney, screaming that his tap-ass table isn't additional seating, being soothed by Brenda, Senga and Morag whilst greeting into the coat pile on his plush bed that Dezza is flirting with somebody's (as it turns out) straight plus one, flinging everyone oot at 10.30 so he can get the carpets cleaned before bed, telling Dezza "I'll deal with you tomorrow boy " and discovering the next day that someone's made off with Rayn and his blingy febreeze bottle. Stories himself threatening to turn over his ring bell footage to the polis if the febreeze isn't returned. Second story posted because he forgot to ask for Rayn to be brought back.
Aye. Good times.
can someone post the photo? Please
