Crack whores anyone?
HMMMM. YEEEES. Well what a fucking funny weekend yet again. The last 3 fridays have been a few of the craziest nights yet in this 2nd year living in Bristol have to say. This one has to top it for sheer surreal what the fuckness though, eh Lora?
Lora and me left early and went to the Aurora pub...the boys fuck off into town to the bastard King William. We leave the Aurora and walk past a school where they're having a disco for the kids (awww). They are playing a Micheal Jackson song (hmmm). Fraser, James, Bates, Mike, Mike D, scottish Mike, Reid, Andy, Ahmed, Tariq, Will, a south african friend of Wills whose name I dont ever remember, John and Nina are in the William. Hmm, quite a hefty amount of people getting wasted together....spells disaster really.
After getting twatted in the William and Ahmed and Tariq sleazing on me a little TOO much..we leave to the Academy yet again, which was a bit shite but still funny. Lost Mike D on the way....we left poor bugger in the pub apparently. Ahmed and Tariq fuck off to do what they will. In the Academy saw LA dude Matt again and he gave me his band (Anemic) CD...it sounds a little but like Thrice and its pretty good, nothing amazing though. He is an ace drummer actually but the vocalist sucks. Anyway, everyone was dancing like idiots and then randomly a load of Andys housemates/ mates turn up. Lora slips over. We laugh. awww. But it is nowhere near as bad as when I fell through a fire escape, backwards, in the Level last year.
*ahem* yes. moving on....
So yeah.., many more funny things happen which i cant remember....and then we walk home. Lots of people in the house. Two whores disappear upstairs with Ahmed and Tariq. 'Something' going on in the bathroom when I REALLY need a piss.......I get just a little annoyed and begin shouting a bit. Call Will a prick for some reason. James keeps saying that I must tell him where the nearest takeaway is...I dont know. I think I tell him to eat more beer. The boys are all being drunken spastics downstairs. Reid disappears upstairs. Its 4am....I get to sleep eventually at 6.30am
Lets just say:
I wasnt the one that got a picture of me taken with my beer gut hanging out the next morning, wearing one of the whore's bra she put in the kitchen (Bates is a 36B, its official.)
And kids, Crack is never cool. Not even when it gets you laid.
Lora and me left early and went to the Aurora pub...the boys fuck off into town to the bastard King William. We leave the Aurora and walk past a school where they're having a disco for the kids (awww). They are playing a Micheal Jackson song (hmmm). Fraser, James, Bates, Mike, Mike D, scottish Mike, Reid, Andy, Ahmed, Tariq, Will, a south african friend of Wills whose name I dont ever remember, John and Nina are in the William. Hmm, quite a hefty amount of people getting wasted together....spells disaster really.
After getting twatted in the William and Ahmed and Tariq sleazing on me a little TOO much..we leave to the Academy yet again, which was a bit shite but still funny. Lost Mike D on the way....we left poor bugger in the pub apparently. Ahmed and Tariq fuck off to do what they will. In the Academy saw LA dude Matt again and he gave me his band (Anemic) CD...it sounds a little but like Thrice and its pretty good, nothing amazing though. He is an ace drummer actually but the vocalist sucks. Anyway, everyone was dancing like idiots and then randomly a load of Andys housemates/ mates turn up. Lora slips over. We laugh. awww. But it is nowhere near as bad as when I fell through a fire escape, backwards, in the Level last year.
*ahem* yes. moving on....
So yeah.., many more funny things happen which i cant remember....and then we walk home. Lots of people in the house. Two whores disappear upstairs with Ahmed and Tariq. 'Something' going on in the bathroom when I REALLY need a piss.......I get just a little annoyed and begin shouting a bit. Call Will a prick for some reason. James keeps saying that I must tell him where the nearest takeaway is...I dont know. I think I tell him to eat more beer. The boys are all being drunken spastics downstairs. Reid disappears upstairs. Its 4am....I get to sleep eventually at 6.30am
Lets just say:
I wasnt the one that got a picture of me taken with my beer gut hanging out the next morning, wearing one of the whore's bra she put in the kitchen (Bates is a 36B, its official.)
And kids, Crack is never cool. Not even when it gets you laid.