Soul Mates

Sensitive copywriter, 6ft, no sense of humour that time of day, WLTM fat, pretentious cunt in salmon pink shirt, waving iPhone in air like a baby, bellowing across Pret-A-Manger in Spinningfields at 7.30am about "Porches", "supercharged," "Uttoxeter" and some other bollocks about Cheshire Life photo shoots, for scowling, resentment, and facial stabbing.