tizer feet

so the other night i go for a quiet drink with an old friend, meet his family, talk about the good old days etcetera. after a couple of hours he leaves...then i meet sister samp. the quiet drink soon turned into a booze and pain marathon. including classic games such as...'fall down stairs head first with your arms behind your back' and who can forget 'ride down stairs on a bike with your eyes closed' but the best part of the night had to be swimming in the fountain at avenham park at seven on the morning. luckily the water was only like a foot deep, because i can't swim (especially after a twelve hour booze sesh) and would have definatley drowned...sister samp is a strong swimmer though so i think i would have been okay. i dived off the fountain, it was the best dive ever 'the jesus bared our sins drop'. then we got lost loads and drank some more becks...a sweet night. work the next day was horrible, but none the less...i got boozed up after work and had another sweet night. oh yeah forgot to say...i think the fountain water made me ill, i have tizer feet...they have gone bright red and hurt, i also have stomach pains...the water was like sewer water...sister samp washed her cut finger in it so i guess she's going to be ill aswell. ah well sux2beme.com/sucka.