Jun 18, 2012 20:45
Yeah, well, that was another swimmin' edition of 'Too Close to the Bone'. I hope you got your psychiatric meat out of that cause otherwise it woulda been traumatisin' fer no good reason. And we all gotta scrabble fer that, else, we're never gonna get out of 'ere.
Charmin'.
[Spam for the Pub.]
[So he'd graduated. He'd walked into his bathroom and found a bath. He'd stared at it and sighed. Bloody thing was dirty.
It was a couple of hours of not deciding where to go (even though the answer was creeping at the back of his mind, he knew where) before he got himself up and headed up to the pub.
All by myself, he childishly mimicked in his head.
He was going to get plastered and go.]
[Public, last thing after the pub]
Right, I'm off.
graduated