Closer to ten, unfortunately there's a car rally on at the moment so the town is full of muppets, also the rugby was on today so that's more twats thrown into the mix. Will hold off for next weekend.
Closer to ten, unfortunately there's a car rally on at the moment so the town is full of muppets, also the rugby was on today so that's more twats thrown into the mix. Will hold off for next weekend.
@swag Roma v Lazio might come in second, but post calciopoli Derby d'Italia should definitely be thrown into the discussion, the hatred is really amazing.
Closer to ten, unfortunately there's a car rally on at the moment so the town is full of muppets, also the rugby was on today so that's more twats thrown into the mix. Will hold off for next weekend.
This is the direct opposite of me, I'm so happy that I stayed in tonight. When I think back on the past two days; I can't really make out the mixture of memories and tie them to one of the evenings or the other. I wore the same clothes both days since I didn't even get home in between, and there's just so much I can't remember. My body really needs a break
This is the direct opposite of me, I'm so happy that I stayed in tonight. When I think back on the past two days; I can't really make out the mixture of memories and tie them to one of the evenings or the other. I wore the same clothes both days since I didn't even get home in between, and there's just so much I can't remember. My body really needs a break
I'm pulling through, your support means the world though
I rarely go on binges anymore (i did almost weekly two years ago), when I do it's great fun. The problem is that the third day when I start drinking, it hits me that I might have fun but that I really just feel like being in my bed now dissing Badass Vidal on Tuz.