last night i went out with my new friend jade, it was a pretty normal night until we got fucking ruined and acted like spastics, jade was even so kind as to show loads of people her minge. that's why i like her, she's a massive spastic. i stumbled into a takeaway and told a bunch of people 'you look like you're in fucking klaxons' and then some dude went 'i am in klaxons' to which i replied 'no you're not' then he said 'yes i am' and i said 'oh shit yeah you are', he was very nice. i then stumbled to the train station and slept there, which wasn't all that bad.
when i was younger students used to get fucked up all the time, these days...not so much. whatever happened to my rock and roll? where did all the fun go?
sex, drugs and spoken word...
p.s. i just found out that it wasn't the dude from klaxons, i was just so fucking drunk that i thought he was. sux2bthegasman.
