Pass the Pigs

Ken and Col sat in the corner of the bar quietly chatting about their day in the mountains. They had started out early to get off the climb before the sun set. Their faces glowed red and they struggled to stay awake whilst they supped their first beer.
3 beers later Ken and Col now had a crowd of bemused Italians standing around in wonder as the 2 of them threw their snouted dice.

£ 8.50

Buy me