I was on the cider at 16:00... then into town at 20:00... next thing i know the birds are singing outside and im 40 miles from home with no way of getting home and fuck all idea how i got there.
At some point during the night, i bought a new car aswell... -.- *grumble*, pictures coming soon...
240 penies is £2.40...
Its like another language! :'(, fucks sake why wasnt i born in the 50s?, i would have seen the hippy movement, the free love, woodstock, volkswagen campers and all the other cool shit, nowadays its just politicans fucking everyone up the ass and overpriced fuel.
mine is co's my real name is barry but I hate it, I always wanted to be called Tommy! and I eat a lot an awful lot in fact I eat to excess.
I do ride a camino but that is only at work delivering pizza's Which I eat, I am truly sorry for the deception and I feel ashamed
I think I'll go now co's I'm feeling a bit peckish
MMMMMMMMM Pizza
Noise was my nickname when I served in the army as everyone pronounced my last name as racket. but it's actually French and is spelt Raquet and if you think of Mrs bucket from the show keeping up appearances when she pronounces her name poshly thats how my name is said.
Also my bike is a noisy thing