lonely drunken saturday night
(poem goes here)
(woe here)
(fantasies here)
"next record please arm. thankyou"
no walk tonight. too many fightin' cunts
which reminds me . i got wassailed earlier by some cunt from the door of my local
i fantasised about breaking his nose with a snooker cue and then stamping on his neck BUT NICE BOYS DONT DO THINGS LIKE THAT
msn?