Last time I started talkin’ about shoppin’ and how birds love it and lads hate it. The worse thing to any scouse lad is not just goin’ shoppin’ but going shopping with his bird. Scouse birds are even worse than ya normal birds because they all own mirrors that distort the colours and shape of new clothes. Why is it, they can walk around town, all day to finally find a dress they love. The dress that seems to emotionally move them in some way. The dress that they actually love more than there own family. Then they get the dress home… They fuckin’ hate it! How does that happen… love in the shop, hate in the house?