Oh sweet jesus... I still feel rough...
So, me and Si threw an inpromtu house party Wednesday night...
Now the house looks like Hiroshyma...
Ok, Ill start from the begining...
We get back from work on Thursday and crash out on our make-shift beds on the floor of the empty living room. We've been living like this for a week now. The whole place looks like a squat and theres empty cans, bottles and rizzla everywhere because I drop kicked the paper bin over next door and someone stole our wheely bin!...
This town is full of savages.
So after about 20 secsonds of coaxing Si talked me into getting Thursday off work and coming out that night with the full intention to get shit faced, slur hatered at all the people we dont like in Cov, come home and pack the rest of our shit up... 
hmmmmm.
Well, Lewis from next door comes around at about 6:30 and give us 16 cans of strongbow and tells us we're living like tramps. Nice eh? Well, it kicked started the night...
We get into town and decide to have a swift half in one of our old haunts. The last time I was here was the night I got back from touring and all I had were the clothes I was wearing from the last gig: Con's, ripped jeans and a white black flag top covered in blood... (I was later chucked down the stairs and out the door by and irrate bouncer at 2 am, for reasons I still dont know )... So, 1 hour and many Jack and coke's later we find ourselves upstairs in the club. I bump into about 20 old work mates and school friends I havent seen in years, who persist in buying me drinks. JACKPOT! 
So everythings great...until my ex arrives. She's getting married on Saturday to the guy she cheated on my with and she's lookin smug... But as Si said, "Dont worry about it, he's an ugly cunt and she fuckin' fat now!" lol. I didnt really get to me to be honest. I dont give a shit about ex's, theres definatly no love loss. But you know, there always something that makes your heart skip when you see on.
Still, I didnt act immature and didnt act on my first instinct which was to set the bitch on fire. After about 2/3 hours of her blatently trying to get my attention, I walked up and said "Hi, hows you. Hope youre ok." lying through my teeth... And that was it. The convosation trailed off from there. Relief.
Later on, just as we're all about to leave her little brother came up to me and threatened me. I laughed so hard there were tears. He didnt know what to do. Backed away and walked out... It might have been because Si came up and let him know he'ld been banging his girlfriend for the last 6 months... HAHA, gutted!
So ill skip to the party... Somehow I had talked about 20 people into coming back to ours, with promises of vodka, a boat and pornography. We lost Si on the way back and had to wait for him as Ild forgot my key. 20 mins later he staggers down the road, falls over a wall, gets up and lets us all in. Now... I can only remember little bits of the night now... 2 people went on a drug run, the police turned up, Si was gonna get layed but instead opted to stumble head first into the window and knock himself out. But the highlight of the night was the search for something to mix the last of the vodka with...
it ended up being day nurse...
...which we all had to have a shot of before we passed the joint around and hit the poppers. What a night!
The next morn I woke up in the boat out in the garden. Everyone had dissapeared. Did I dream it? Was I really awake? My worst fears were confermed as i walked up the garden... Following the trail of cheese...(!?) which ended in the broken cardboard box, in the middle of the lounge next to Si's computer(!?). I refused to accept the situation and went back to sleep.
I awoke some time later and join Si in packing all the kitchen stuff. My efforts lasted for about half an hour before I got preocupied and wrapped myself in tin foil and sat in the front garden. I spent most of the day pissing around with my new bionic arm...
"We can rebuild him, we have the technology!...
...but I dont want to spend alot of money"...
:
Ps. We've still yet to return the living room carpet to its orginal colour...
So, me and Si threw an inpromtu house party Wednesday night...
Now the house looks like Hiroshyma...
Ok, Ill start from the begining...
We get back from work on Thursday and crash out on our make-shift beds on the floor of the empty living room. We've been living like this for a week now. The whole place looks like a squat and theres empty cans, bottles and rizzla everywhere because I drop kicked the paper bin over next door and someone stole our wheely bin!...
This town is full of savages.
So after about 20 secsonds of coaxing Si talked me into getting Thursday off work and coming out that night with the full intention to get shit faced, slur hatered at all the people we dont like in Cov, come home and pack the rest of our shit up... hmmmmm.
Well, Lewis from next door comes around at about 6:30 and give us 16 cans of strongbow and tells us we're living like tramps. Nice eh? Well, it kicked started the night...
We get into town and decide to have a swift half in one of our old haunts. The last time I was here was the night I got back from touring and all I had were the clothes I was wearing from the last gig: Con's, ripped jeans and a white black flag top covered in blood... (I was later chucked down the stairs and out the door by and irrate bouncer at 2 am, for reasons I still dont know
)... So, 1 hour and many Jack and coke's later we find ourselves upstairs in the club. I bump into about 20 old work mates and school friends I havent seen in years, who persist in buying me drinks. JACKPOT! So everythings great...until my ex arrives. She's getting married on Saturday to the guy she cheated on my with and she's lookin smug... But as Si said, "Dont worry about it, he's an ugly cunt and she fuckin' fat now!" lol. I didnt really get to me to be honest. I dont give a shit about ex's, theres definatly no love loss. But you know, there always something that makes your heart skip when you see on.
Still, I didnt act immature and didnt act on my first instinct which was to set the bitch on fire. After about 2/3 hours of her blatently trying to get my attention, I walked up and said "Hi, hows you. Hope youre ok." lying through my teeth... And that was it. The convosation trailed off from there. Relief.
Later on, just as we're all about to leave her little brother came up to me and threatened me. I laughed so hard there were tears. He didnt know what to do. Backed away and walked out... It might have been because Si came up and let him know he'ld been banging his girlfriend for the last 6 months... HAHA, gutted!
So ill skip to the party... Somehow I had talked about 20 people into coming back to ours, with promises of vodka, a boat and pornography. We lost Si on the way back and had to wait for him as Ild forgot my key. 20 mins later he staggers down the road, falls over a wall, gets up and lets us all in. Now... I can only remember little bits of the night now... 2 people went on a drug run, the police turned up, Si was gonna get layed but instead opted to stumble head first into the window and knock himself out. But the highlight of the night was the search for something to mix the last of the vodka with...
it ended up being day nurse...
...which we all had to have a shot of before we passed the joint around and hit the poppers. What a night!
The next morn I woke up in the boat out in the garden. Everyone had dissapeared. Did I dream it? Was I really awake? My worst fears were confermed as i walked up the garden... Following the trail of cheese...(!?) which ended in the broken cardboard box, in the middle of the lounge next to Si's computer(!?). I refused to accept the situation and went back to sleep.
I awoke some time later and join Si in packing all the kitchen stuff. My efforts lasted for about half an hour before I got preocupied and wrapped myself in tin foil and sat in the front garden. I spent most of the day pissing around with my new bionic arm...
"We can rebuild him, we have the technology!...
...but I dont want to spend alot of money"...
:
Ps. We've still yet to return the living room carpet to its orginal colour...
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