I was doing some shopping at a shopping center or mall as you yanks like to call it and a woman comes up to me and says "can I ask you a question?" So I go "sure wassup?" At this point she takes my hand and leads me to a stall selling various skin care products and sits me down in a chair. She then proceeds to start rattling on about nutrients and so on while massaging my face with some watery stuff that apparently unblocked my pores.
Long story short - I spent £60.00 that I don't have on some smelly water that won't work because I couldn't say no to a tall, blonde woman that was complimenting how good I looked in biker gear in a Russian accent. (To be honest the accent alone had me.)
I NEED TO LEARN SELF CONTROL!
