stupidpony

Oh my Christ, what to do with my big hairy arsed cash prize lottery win? Well its obvious, chuck a pile of shite in the Nissan hatchback and fuck off to the countryside for a safari innit.



Messy Lewis bags himself a larger dacari.



Me with some well special safari cookin sauces for all the endangered species were about to consume.



Captain Fatbwoy celebrates purchasing some wood for the fire with a nice warm tin of Guinness What a fucker.



Apparently, according to the man on the right, Monkeys are just people who dont give a fuck Oooh Safari so goodi.



So well after the sun had come up I met this geezer, screaming and shouting about how fucked up the world is. Valid point, but a bit unnecessary. His name he told us, numerous times, was/is Generator John.

Living proof that drugs totally fuck you up big time. Youve been warned kids.



The Ugly can be beautiful, the pretty never.



What it says on the packet.



Hey ho safari Arse.. a blend of Stolichnaya, Guinness & Golden Virgina. Friken mentalasist.

Yeah and last night I went to see Quadraphonia in the little amphitheatre next to the mayors new house. I like to think theres a little bit of mod in everyone. Apart from Sting, theres no mod in Sting. & we are on for Glastonbury with a nice little Lost V made up job. Ha ha ho. Expect a shit load of photos of some very well dressed monkeys in fields.
Peace out