Remember pulling this bird years ago, bought her drinks all night, taxi back to hers, in we go and getting frisky when she informs me the painters are in, well just finishing really. Me being a clarty wee b*****d persuaded her we could get it on anyway, so strip down and I pull the wee bloody mouse out and lob it in the corner. Get down to business and it was fine tbh, morning comes and I go to leave, it's then I notice she has this wee Yorkie dog lying in the hall, chewing on something I then look closer and see a string hanging out its mouth.........