Overheard the other day: "I've told you before - stop swearing in front of the kids, for fuck's sake." Your tales of double standards please.
(, Thu 19 Feb 2009, 12:21)
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but I love that feeling when I'm standing in a corner, towards the end of the night, nicely fucked - I've reached up and touched the sky, and I'm almost on my way down to touch my toes - bopping my head slowly, still slightly appreciative of the music, cigarette in my hand, looking at the fuckwits on the dance floor flailing their limbs wildly. Goddamn, I am COOL.
Reality - I'm the fucked fuckwit everyone's giving a wi-i-i-de berth who's lost control of his neck muscles and is Mr Squinty McSquinteson, lighting the middle of his cigarette cos he can't see the end.
(, Tue 24 Feb 2009, 21:59, 2 replies)
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