28-06-08, 03:19 PM
Last night i dont have any pictures from, alas an eventful night it was. Essentially after a heavyish sesh down the boozer, i stumbled to tesco in order to get myself a tasty snack. Upon exiting i encoutered the security guard who has chased/banned/nearly attacked me on many occasions, started chatting to him and out of the blue he presented me with a bottle of kronenberg. I was touched. So as me and my mate woolly (called so as he resembles a cloud) started our stumbley voyage home. But behold! as i walked through the valley of the sadow of death (Some grim little guinnel next to a petrol station) some little yob pulls a lknife and demands my form of telecommunications. With wooly having ran off (Nonce!) i withdrew my telephone, seeing as this little scrote was especially small and weedy looking, i proceeded to throw it at him full pelt catching him squarely on the right eye. Once he fell to the floor, i then thought apt to kick the stupid twunt in. The downside is, i've killed yet another Nokia N80, as it fell in a puddle.
Oh what a feelin! When you're dunking, on the ceilin!

