Clutch that matey!

Hmm.

Yesterday, one of the pub customers came with a very beautiful woman, but that isn't justifiable why he just couldn't keep his bloody hands off her.

His hands first went from just holding her round the waist, to the effect he was literally throttling his girlfriend's rear end just before he left the pub.

I just don't know why he'd do that, but I'm sure he'd learn a thing or two from this guy.


Cheers,

Crawldaddy