Clive Schill - Blog Posts
Me after Clive and let die.
Francesca is my new obsession. She is the girl boss to my gatekeep.
My deranged head cannons for DILF Clive Schill
His wife is a social worker and is the nicest woman you've ever met.
They both met in university.
Clive was doing some dumb uni degree, like English or psychology.
I think his wife was probably like a mean girl in secondary school, but has tried to make amends with everyone she hurt.
If his daughter asks for something in the shop he'll always say no, but is constantly giving her gifts.
When his wife was pregnant he had nesting syndrome, and would spend hours just decorating and cleaning and dalting after his wife.
Clive either really likes football (like every single match for his team) or violently hates it.
Clive smashes a phone every month.
When he's drunk he vents to his wife about his work.
He wife knows what he does but believes it's for the greater good.
They never acknowledge his work when they're sober.
He owns some of the most tacky designer stuff you've ever seen.
He shops at sports direct.
They live in one of those generic new builds.
Does their weekly shop at Tesco because they want the club card points. It is also the only place locally that sells tahini.
I will not be taking any criticism at this time ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
I invented a Clive cocktail,
Ingredients
* A cup of cold coffee (expresso)
* Two shots of jäger cold brew
Instructions
Make some coffee
Add ice cubes
Add two shots jäger cold brew
Shake
Serve with a handful of amphetamines
Yay Red Valley art dump :D