Posted Fri Nov 20, 2015 | 184 Words | Tagged story chav

I had bought the lager for my friend who was coming to visit. It wasn’t the normal stuff you’d expect, it was a little “special”.

I tried to get him to drink it, but sadly he got a little annoyed with me and poured it out into the bath. This wasn’t the plan, but I was a bit upset with him. You know, I thought I’d do something he’d like for his birthday but no he poured it out.

I pushed him into the bath once he poured many of them in. It fizzed up as it affected his skin. Fizzing away, getting in and doing it’s job. Sadly it didn’t work as well as planned, but he seems to enjoy his gift anyway. I was sure he wanted to be bulkier, but after his lager bath he was now a lanky chav.

It was my birthday soon and he kept texting saying, “Mate got you the best gift. Gonna be well good mate”. I couldn’t wait to see what he got me, although I had a sneaky suspicion as to what it was.