Head full of fumes. Slime on my tongue. Dying-to-tell-you funny story just wasn’t.
Can't hear you.
Music loud.
Dropped cigarette. Then I
Then I
I
Toilet. Must go toilet.
Sweet Jesus, where’s all my money gone?
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Tarquin
- http://16milesupapigsarse.blog.co.uk
- 2005-09-09 @ 14:37:34
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- 2005-09-10 @ 05:47:58
Aah, Friday... I think I went there, once... or was it twice?
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redshell
- 2005-09-12 @ 12:26:33
Best cure for that - Sit sideways in an armchar, eat tub of Smartie icecream, watch Columbo (70's episodes and NOT shanny 90's remakes) and/or anything with David Soul in it.
Works for me. -
Sounds like a normal friday morning to me !!