chase

I would just like it to be known how much of a retard i really am.

Thursday night, me and the worst influence ever (Kelly) decide to drive to the coast to paddle. the time was about 10pm at the point.

so we drive

and drive

and eventually hit brighton
i go for a paddle for all of about two mins...

then realise my car keys mustve also gone for a paddle...

oh shit.
so we hunt. hunt some more. call the police.

the police break us into the car (with the help of my bra, which i also used to flag them down with)

we then have to call a man to cut us a key which cost us 110. the man is called jack and we suspect his wife is a thai bride.

hi jack.
so we make it home at 5am, we get up to go to work at seven.



nice

oooh, but two bits of good news, i had a pole dancing lesson today and am applying to workl at stringfellows on thursday, everyone wish me luck!! if i dont get it i'm blame you fuckers who arent!

and my insurance came through on my camera new pics of my ugly mug sooon

cock cheese and foot cheese.....who can lay down the difference? there blatently is one but it's unfathomable...



i am on my rag.