When you donât want to call him a fiancé to your friends and he needs a bit of pandering to, like heâs a Demi-god.
Meet Craig, weâre engaged to be married, like, heâs my demi-husband / Daveâs such a Demi-husband: he can rustle me up the most divine hangover cures known to womankind.
When karma does itâs thing to some cunt in relation to an undisclosed number of prior cunty deeds and their day becomes somewhat unjolly to them but jolly to you.
Sinclair got his cuntuppance this morning when the cat puked on the top stair and the dog shat at the bottom of the stairs. And found the water was cut off. And there was no cleaning product in the house.