“So, you’re really not coming out with me?” “Not tonight.” “What are you gonna do instead? Sit in your room and hang out with Mrs Palmer?” “Who?” “You know…Mrs Palmer and her five daughters?” Bryce was looking at me like I should know exactly what he was carrying on about. The truth was, I had no fucking idea. He’d completely lost the plot. “Spank the monkey? Flog your log?” Ah, now I knew where he was going with this. Arsehole. “Choke the chicken? Jerkin’ your gherkin?” Holding up my hand, I begged. “Please! Enough. Please stop.” “So touchy. Maybe you should try givin“So, you’re really not coming out with me?” “Not tonight.” “What are you gonna do instead? Sit in your room and hang out with Mrs Palmer?” “Who?” “You know…Mrs Palmer and her five daughters?” Bryce was looking at me like I should know exactly what he was carrying on about. The truth was, I had no fucking idea. He’d completely lost the plot. “Spank the monkey? Flog your log?” Ah, now I knew where he was going with this. Arsehole. “Choke the chicken? Jerkin’ your gherkin?” Holding up my hand, I begged. “Please! Enough. Please stop.” “So touchy. Maybe you should try giving the old slug a tug. You never know, it might relax you. You know, take the edge off. Relieve some of that pent-up stress.”
g the old slug a tug. You never know, it might relax you. You know, take the edge off. Relieve some of that pent-up stress.”