New Years Eve 2003
A long day of excessive drinking and smoking (ah, remember smoking in pubs?) general debauchery and drug taking had eventually led to a small group of survivors sloppily watching the fireworks on the bank of the Thames at midnight 31st December 2003. We're about to welcome a New Year of 2004, I should be happy. CELEBRATE! But with no one to kiss as the bell rings, too drunk and melancholy, feeling a little sorry for myself and spiraling out of control. things couldn't get any worse when suddenly I'm roused as I catch the eye of an attractive young woman, about my age, walking towards me. Dark haired and beautiful and no doubt about it, she is nodding her head and smiling, looking at me! Oh Lord oh lucky day, this year is going to be a good one! So her arms are outstretched and she's walking towards me and I do the natural thing and spread my arms to welcome her sweet embrace and I'm almost laughing and smiling like an idiot when I notice her facial expression change slightly at the last moment and I realise that she's actually holding out a camera and orchestrating a funny photo of her friends just over my shoulder!! Fan-fucking-tastic. And its too late to stop now because I'm right in her face and grab her round the waist and breathe drunkenly at her and she turns away and half shouts "Arghhhh..... GET OFF ME YOU MORON!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!"


cnut cnut cnut cnut cnut......... New year is shit.... cnut cnut cnut cnut cnut.... shame shame shame shame
(aroe_m0rre, Thu 27 Nov 2008, 21:24, Reply)