Well Done Fillet

The Incredibly Posh People Who are still, Unaccountably, Waiters

Three splits in a row. I'm too meh'd to talk about it let alone write about it. Suffice it to say I miss the old days, when people didn't follow you into the toilet, wait until you had your waiter's friend out, slap you on the back in a, "we're all lads together having a [...]