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'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'
Evening Barry!
Ended up, after the pub, in some sodding cocktail bar at the top of Shaftsbury Avenue with four women from work. One of them bought this enourmous skull full of god-knows what with a load of straws poking out, from which we'd embibe whatever the hell was within.
After a while I left them to their attempts to pull and staggered home in an effort to walk off the several pints of London Pride plus whatever the hell cocktail nonsense I'd been drinking. Got a half-pound cheeseburger in Kentish Town to help soak up the damage. Bleeurgh. I might have danced to Blink 182.
Let this be a lesson in careful typing!
**** me Ash let me say wow
'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'
epic post my man! sounds like a touhh nihjt
'Seems that I was busy doing something close to nothing
But different than the day before'
'Met a dwarf that was no good, dressed like Little Red Riding Hood'
'Now you're unemployed, all non-void
Walkin' round like you're Pretty Boy Floyd'