Last night I had a dream that I went out with the sguk massive, to a bar where all the drinks were served by ostriches. I ordered an orange juice, due to my not drinking at the minute, and the ostrich grabbed the bottle and was about to tip it into it's mouth, to pour it into the glass, when i yelled to stop, and asked for a bottle of diet coke instead, because I didn't want to drink ostrich spit. Then I played pool with Munch and cherry. My dreams are fucking wierd, I tell you.
Anyway, I've updated my profile, and my favourite girls in a fit of boredom. No-one noticed that my favourite girls' initials spelled the hilarious word "TWATS", so i don't think I'll try silliness like that again
Anyway, I've updated my profile, and my favourite girls in a fit of boredom. No-one noticed that my favourite girls' initials spelled the hilarious word "TWATS", so i don't think I'll try silliness like that again
not sure if I'm that comfortable with being featured in your dream, but there you go. At least Cherry was with us...
I'm monumentally crap at pool - how did I do?
don't forget Tsunami bomb on 1st June! I'm on holiday that week, so maybe a couple of beers are due...although i think i'll be joining you off the sauce for the next week or so...