I'm definitely having my birthday at Sugar Lounge. Dress code: jumpers and shirts. Smokers must sit outside playing the drums, with breakfast the next morning at Season.
How lavish must these n-word meetings be to have six-figure sums spent on them? Are all the attendees flown across the world in private jets made of solid gold? Baths taken in champagne? cereal bowls of cocaine on each table?
More to the point wh…
I'm sure you'll be pleased to know that they're working around the clock to get you a Sainsbury's as soon as possible. Unfortunately, this means that they are hammering and drilling at half past fucking eight on a Saturday morning, and as one of the…