The same.
Ligaments in my ankles and one knee are fucked. Feet are covered in blisters. Sunburned to fuck.

Yup, back from the Isle of Wight. Nice place, the garlic farm is a bit weird though.
(The Luggage is haunted..., Sun 14 Aug 2011, 22:19, 2 replies, latest was 14 years ago)

Had you been promised vampires at the garlic farm?
'Cos if you had, I reckon you could have done them for false advertising.
( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Sun 14 Aug 2011, 22:23, Reply)

Nah
Sauce tasting was fun though. They had this extra hot stuff which blew all my mate's heads off. Didn't bother me one bit.

Did however spend the week with someone who socially is worse than Piston. Screaming "shut up shut up shut up for the love of Christ!!" has no effect.
(The Luggage is haunted..., Sun 14 Aug 2011, 22:24, Reply)

Sometimes violence is that only answer.

( JeffTheDogFucker Can you dig it?, Sun 14 Aug 2011, 22:29, Reply)

worse than Piston?
Great screaming fuck.
(dozers, do fuck off ur a nob m8, Sun 14 Aug 2011, 22:33, Reply)

Oh yeah.
Simple question- "Are we nearly there yet" turns into a philosophical discussion, which bit of the road we're on, remaining time and many other factors I've forgotten.
(The Luggage is haunted..., Sun 14 Aug 2011, 22:52, Reply)

That's France, fella

( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Sun 14 Aug 2011, 22:32, Reply)