John Spencer Academy For Boys
Hahaha, pretty fuckin' mental Friday.
Got some smashin' wee cans of Stella! Fuckin' cans of Stella! been a while...Was slightly dicked by the time we got a train. Met wee gorgeous Adam (who fuckin' shaved his hair off!) and got a pint in the Solid. Catty was fuckin' lovely, I didn't think anyone was going to be out but there was a smashin' crowd. I was fucked, i'm fucked every week, but I was sincerely diddy rided, had to skip a pint. Finished the Catty with a wee dance. Got a Subway which is slightly blurry. Met Ross and Legend and slammed up to Angie's flat with them, helping some drunken bitch up on the way haha.
Got into their flat and fuckin' Dragon left to go pump someone, n00b. Drank the only beer there was and then all there was was bucky and red wine haha, bad bad bad. There was a moderately broken chair, so I decided to elbow drop it to well and truely break it...It went like this...
Fuckin' nuts. I then decided to let legend staple my forehead, and my cheek (face AND bum) was pretty fuckin' sore. Banter flowed and we played some fuckin' drinkin' game, but we could only drink wine haha, and you had to shot wine then take a staple, so ridiculous. My next party trick was to fill a whiskey tumbler with my own piss, and then drink it hahahaha fuckin' rank, was pure warm, glugged it all down, didn't taste too bad actually. More drinking, some naked shenanigan, some party boys with toothpaste down the crack haha. I was nicknamed 'Spence' because of a stupid joke someone made about a school we all apparantly went to called 'John Spencer Academy For Boys' haha. Left with Leg around 7am, he got in the lift and I 'took' the stairs haha, he said when the lift doors shut he just heard me say 'I JUST WANT TO PARTY' then thud down the stairs hahahaha then he got to the bottom and I wasn't there, so he came up the stairs and I was lying passed out haha, moustache, beard and all.
Stumbled down Union Street and into Mcdonalds, red eyes and drawn on facial hair and ordered some smashin' bagels. Jumped on a 9 and fell asleep haha, never slept on a 9 I don't think, I woke up with my wallet, phone and keys, so nae worries. Legend crashed on my floor and we slept for nowhere near long enough to sleep off the wine. Woke up around 1pm with a fuckin' rank hangover, had to make myself sick. Planned to get a KFC but I just wasn't gonna make it and my mother dear made some fry-up, ate like 1 sausage haha, that's how bad it was. Went back to kip and now I feel not too bad. Got some Lee Evans on, some Irn-Bru, and my mum's making chow mein. Good times indeed. So due to the pretty fuckin' heavy Friday, the rest of the weekend will be a delicate balance of study and dvd watching.
Melted Helmet.
Got some smashin' wee cans of Stella! Fuckin' cans of Stella! been a while...Was slightly dicked by the time we got a train. Met wee gorgeous Adam (who fuckin' shaved his hair off!) and got a pint in the Solid. Catty was fuckin' lovely, I didn't think anyone was going to be out but there was a smashin' crowd. I was fucked, i'm fucked every week, but I was sincerely diddy rided, had to skip a pint. Finished the Catty with a wee dance. Got a Subway which is slightly blurry. Met Ross and Legend and slammed up to Angie's flat with them, helping some drunken bitch up on the way haha.
Got into their flat and fuckin' Dragon left to go pump someone, n00b. Drank the only beer there was and then all there was was bucky and red wine haha, bad bad bad. There was a moderately broken chair, so I decided to elbow drop it to well and truely break it...It went like this...
Click to viewFuckin' nuts. I then decided to let legend staple my forehead, and my cheek (face AND bum) was pretty fuckin' sore. Banter flowed and we played some fuckin' drinkin' game, but we could only drink wine haha, and you had to shot wine then take a staple, so ridiculous. My next party trick was to fill a whiskey tumbler with my own piss, and then drink it hahahaha fuckin' rank, was pure warm, glugged it all down, didn't taste too bad actually. More drinking, some naked shenanigan, some party boys with toothpaste down the crack haha. I was nicknamed 'Spence' because of a stupid joke someone made about a school we all apparantly went to called 'John Spencer Academy For Boys' haha. Left with Leg around 7am, he got in the lift and I 'took' the stairs haha, he said when the lift doors shut he just heard me say 'I JUST WANT TO PARTY' then thud down the stairs hahahaha then he got to the bottom and I wasn't there, so he came up the stairs and I was lying passed out haha, moustache, beard and all.
Stumbled down Union Street and into Mcdonalds, red eyes and drawn on facial hair and ordered some smashin' bagels. Jumped on a 9 and fell asleep haha, never slept on a 9 I don't think, I woke up with my wallet, phone and keys, so nae worries. Legend crashed on my floor and we slept for nowhere near long enough to sleep off the wine. Woke up around 1pm with a fuckin' rank hangover, had to make myself sick. Planned to get a KFC but I just wasn't gonna make it and my mother dear made some fry-up, ate like 1 sausage haha, that's how bad it was. Went back to kip and now I feel not too bad. Got some Lee Evans on, some Irn-Bru, and my mum's making chow mein. Good times indeed. So due to the pretty fuckin' heavy Friday, the rest of the weekend will be a delicate balance of study and dvd watching.
Melted Helmet.