Sinking pints with Reginal and Vic has become fucking boring – they are BORES and BY JOVE they have seen the last of me!

Down at the pub we were there, in the pub and munching on grub.

This great tall blonde beauty comes hither to me.

I smile with a crude sense of indulgence as I internally purr at the prospect of drinking champagne like a tall vampire.

Over she comes as Reginal vomits all over my cool suede shoes – I continue but cannot stop myself following Reginald’s suit.