I so hate Thursdays. I have to go to this totally retarded training thing and everyone else there are like, the dirge of Wolverhampton. Srsly. They’re all wearing dirty baseball caps and like, FILA (wtf? This isn’t the nineties!) tops and Kangol trousers with buttons down the side and yeah. I’m sure you get the picture. A room full of smelly chavs ( Read more... )