One spent a friday night talking about oneself from the 3rd perspective. Trying to remember whose the fiver was but in the end it doesn't really matter at all. Saturday's come down for him was no greater than his friday night plateau.
Saturday was well behaved and much jollyness was had by all untill the hour of 5 approached. The beer ran out, all but the hardcore had already passed out. After constructing a most excellent speed garage drum beat on a drum machine his friends and him did give up and went to sleep.
Still looking for a direction.
Saturday was well behaved and much jollyness was had by all untill the hour of 5 approached. The beer ran out, all but the hardcore had already passed out. After constructing a most excellent speed garage drum beat on a drum machine his friends and him did give up and went to sleep.
Still looking for a direction.