00:00He sold it to me, in spite of my reservations, of which there were plenty, namely us, going into business
00:09with them, and the Fletchers.
00:11You finished, then?
00:14That was my savings.
00:1730 years of savings.
00:2030 years of, yes, sirs, no, sirs, of course, sirs, I must have got it wrong, sirs, eating shit from
00:29people.
00:30People not fit to wipe my arse, let alone my shoes, certainly not fit to be the boss over me.
00:35Men.
00:36Men with IQ the size of their inches, and I am talking to you, darling.
00:43Men with eyes glazing at the idea of parity, flinching at the notion that they may have to stop pinching
00:50a woman's arse for sports,
00:51even though I run the bloody ward, literally not knowing how to talk to you if they can't flirt with
00:57you, eh?
00:57Not knowing how to praise you without making you feel smile.
01:00Men.
01:02Men with no idea.
01:04I'm sweating.
01:05Not because I'm in need of HRT, but because I'm trying so hard not to hang them from their crass
01:12-colored,
01:12I'm so characterful but educated right on waffle tie.
01:18Men with no idea.
01:18Men with no idea.
01:19Men with no idea.
01:20Men with no idea.
01:22Men with no idea.
01:23Men with no idea.
01:23Men with no idea.
01:23Men with no idea.
01:24You
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