Broken PromisesThebigfella tugs our coat and says: Are you a LibDem minister, a cheating partner, or maybe you have an annoying friend you can't be bothered with? Tell us of promises you've broken, or if you've been on the receiving end.
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Scaryduck LIKES EGG, Thu 2 Dec 2010, 12:40)
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Ooooohhhh, I wrote a poem about pills as well.I said 'Nice one, sorted, pukka, sound, I'll do you a pill for fifteen pound.'
I said 'Nice one, sorted, pukka, sound, pop this baby you'll be of the ground.'
I said 'Nice one, sorted, pukka, chill, can you sort me out with another pill?'
'cause if you want it; I've got it, and I'm always around.
I'll do you an ounce for fifty pound.
I went to a rave, got out of my face.
I did ketamine, it was fucking ace.
Fuck me man, you're really hardcore.
I can tell from here, you know the score.
*hangs head in shame, and gets coat*
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The Awful Puppy Bakery is still bored, Tue 7 Dec 2010, 13:31,
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