OK everybody i'm back again, i been really fuckin lazy about updating this shit, so i'll endeavour to update more often, well here is what i got up to last friday (30th march)
Legend to protect identities (me is well me):
1. the dudes who's birthday it was
2. His other mate who was coming out
3. the guy who's house we were gonna stay at
OK, so it was my mate 1's birthday on friday night and so we went out, there was 3 of us to begin ( number 1, 2 and me) with and we were due to meet with some others, well shit got crazy. OK first it's 5pm and my number 1 comes to pick me up cos we are going out in Barnstaple which is like 15 miles away from my house, we were due to stay at number 3'2 house so he could drive me back in the morning, cept shit didnt happen like that, OOOOHHH NOOOO! So we get to Barnstaple and we go to number 2's house everythings cool, we getting ready to go out.
out we go, first we went to tesco's and shit to get some beers blahdeblah. We got out it's not about 8pm and we decide that while we wait for number 3 to finish work at 9:30pm we will go and eat something at wetherspoons. Eating and it's all cool, number 3 meets us and so the drinking can begin. We go to a couple of clubs and it's all good.
Then we head to the club we gonna finish the night in, well now i'm sitting there and who the fuck should walk in? only the girl who me and my ex had a real bad time over, annabel! those who know my shit will know who she is, so yea thats great and then she starts talking to me asking me if i'm who i am cos i look mad different now so yea i sort that shit out and it's all cool. But then shit starts to breakdown, all of a sudden number 1 and number 3 (the guy whose house we staying at) start arguing, pretty heated, tbh i have no fuckin idea wat about cos number 1 can't remember he was too fucking drunk. So the upshot of that is that number 3 walks out and it's like "fuck now where we gonna stay" but it's cool cos we can prolly stay at number 2's house right? Nope.
So we still in the club and it's all kinda cooling down and number 3 has gone so thats that. Well me and number 2 are just chilling and drinking and then we see a ruckus so we look and guess wat? number 1 is getting manhandled (lol) by like 2 or 3 bouncers and then he gets chucked out so me and number 2 get our coats and decide we should follow, of course we have to. We et outside and number 1 is going mental, understandably he's pissed about being thrown out so me and number 2 try to calm him down, turns out he was thrown out for no reason, there is one bouncer who just has a thing about him, don't like him for some reason or another.
Anyway shit keeps getting more and more heated then shit hits the fan, number 2 and one start going at each other and shit, upshot is number 2 walks, can't blame him at all. So now i'm the lynchpin holding number 1 down and trying to keep him from doing something stupid, so i manage to calm him down and we start walking to his car which is parked at number 3' house, we get there and shit fizzles out and we end up sleeping in the car.
Next day he drives me home and we watch a film and shit and then he goes to go home and we realise he needs petrol bad, real fuckin bad, he aint gonna make it the 15 miles home and all the petrol stations are closed now
so we thinkin shit wat we gonna do, then i have a bright or stupid idea, whichever way you look at it, i can syphon some petrol out of my bike to put in his car, problem is the tube i got ain't very long and his car is the same height as my bike tank so we have no gravity to help with the whole syphoning process, so i get an idea, put the petrol in his plastic fuel tank he has in his boot and then from there into a jug to pour into his car, long ass way round but wat are ya gona do?
Anywayz i suck on the pipe and shit petrol in your mouth ain't good it burns like fuck! anywayz we fill up the plastic tank and then pour it into a jug only to find out his fuel cap thing ha s a flap halfway down the tube that is normally pushed out of the way by the fuel pump when ya fill up normally and there is no way we can hold it open with our finger while we pour petrol in, not enough room, so we stick a screwdriver in to wedge it open, this works and we pour the petrolo in, meanwhile my face is still fuckin burning form the petrol, long story cut short, he gets eoungh petrol to get home, tries to give me money for the petrol and for my trouble, i turn it down, he gets home i go inside smoke something and all is cool again witht he world, just some bruised ego's and some bridges to build a bit.
So that was my weekened out, but as i write this i laugh cos you know wat? it may have been bad but all that shit i never done before so to me it's cool as i enjoy new experiences even if they suck, life is for experiencing
) crazy shit huh?
MORAL: alcohol fuels tempers gimme a bit of bud anyday
Legend to protect identities (me is well me):
1. the dudes who's birthday it was
2. His other mate who was coming out
3. the guy who's house we were gonna stay at
OK, so it was my mate 1's birthday on friday night and so we went out, there was 3 of us to begin ( number 1, 2 and me) with and we were due to meet with some others, well shit got crazy. OK first it's 5pm and my number 1 comes to pick me up cos we are going out in Barnstaple which is like 15 miles away from my house, we were due to stay at number 3'2 house so he could drive me back in the morning, cept shit didnt happen like that, OOOOHHH NOOOO! So we get to Barnstaple and we go to number 2's house everythings cool, we getting ready to go out.
out we go, first we went to tesco's and shit to get some beers blahdeblah. We got out it's not about 8pm and we decide that while we wait for number 3 to finish work at 9:30pm we will go and eat something at wetherspoons. Eating and it's all cool, number 3 meets us and so the drinking can begin. We go to a couple of clubs and it's all good.
Then we head to the club we gonna finish the night in, well now i'm sitting there and who the fuck should walk in? only the girl who me and my ex had a real bad time over, annabel! those who know my shit will know who she is, so yea thats great and then she starts talking to me asking me if i'm who i am cos i look mad different now so yea i sort that shit out and it's all cool. But then shit starts to breakdown, all of a sudden number 1 and number 3 (the guy whose house we staying at) start arguing, pretty heated, tbh i have no fuckin idea wat about cos number 1 can't remember he was too fucking drunk. So the upshot of that is that number 3 walks out and it's like "fuck now where we gonna stay" but it's cool cos we can prolly stay at number 2's house right? Nope.
So we still in the club and it's all kinda cooling down and number 3 has gone so thats that. Well me and number 2 are just chilling and drinking and then we see a ruckus so we look and guess wat? number 1 is getting manhandled (lol) by like 2 or 3 bouncers and then he gets chucked out so me and number 2 get our coats and decide we should follow, of course we have to. We et outside and number 1 is going mental, understandably he's pissed about being thrown out so me and number 2 try to calm him down, turns out he was thrown out for no reason, there is one bouncer who just has a thing about him, don't like him for some reason or another.
Anyway shit keeps getting more and more heated then shit hits the fan, number 2 and one start going at each other and shit, upshot is number 2 walks, can't blame him at all. So now i'm the lynchpin holding number 1 down and trying to keep him from doing something stupid, so i manage to calm him down and we start walking to his car which is parked at number 3' house, we get there and shit fizzles out and we end up sleeping in the car.
Next day he drives me home and we watch a film and shit and then he goes to go home and we realise he needs petrol bad, real fuckin bad, he aint gonna make it the 15 miles home and all the petrol stations are closed now
so we thinkin shit wat we gonna do, then i have a bright or stupid idea, whichever way you look at it, i can syphon some petrol out of my bike to put in his car, problem is the tube i got ain't very long and his car is the same height as my bike tank so we have no gravity to help with the whole syphoning process, so i get an idea, put the petrol in his plastic fuel tank he has in his boot and then from there into a jug to pour into his car, long ass way round but wat are ya gona do?
Anywayz i suck on the pipe and shit petrol in your mouth ain't good it burns like fuck! anywayz we fill up the plastic tank and then pour it into a jug only to find out his fuel cap thing ha s a flap halfway down the tube that is normally pushed out of the way by the fuel pump when ya fill up normally and there is no way we can hold it open with our finger while we pour petrol in, not enough room, so we stick a screwdriver in to wedge it open, this works and we pour the petrolo in, meanwhile my face is still fuckin burning form the petrol, long story cut short, he gets eoungh petrol to get home, tries to give me money for the petrol and for my trouble, i turn it down, he gets home i go inside smoke something and all is cool again witht he world, just some bruised ego's and some bridges to build a bit.
So that was my weekened out, but as i write this i laugh cos you know wat? it may have been bad but all that shit i never done before so to me it's cool as i enjoy new experiences even if they suck, life is for experiencing
) crazy shit huh?
MORAL: alcohol fuels tempers gimme a bit of bud anyday
Sounds like some really crazy shit yah...
Anyway...
Hope you have an excellent week. Take it easy.