Mourning.

(Set your faces to Stunned Guffmeister General, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 8:41, Reply)

Yes. And taking a shit.
Thanks so much for the lift. Went straight to bed upon arrival.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 8:42, Reply)

You are both very welcome.
Me too. Cup of tea and bed.
(Set your faces to Stunned Guffmeister General, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 8:44, Reply)

I had to stop off the motorway for a sleep before continuing home.

( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 8:44, Reply)

I started getting the buzzing in my ears just as I got home. But it was a struggle.
I didn't get in until 18.45.
(Set your faces to Stunned Guffmeister General, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 8:49, Reply)

I was home for 6.
Back out at 6.30 to go to Sainsbury's local pub for a tactical recovery pint.

In bed by 9.30.
( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 8:52, Reply)

Bloody hell. I'd have lost my shitty Wetherspoons roast if there was anymore drinking.

(Set your faces to Stunned Guffmeister General, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 8:58, Reply)

Roast?!
Therein lies your problem, you should have gone for the mixed grill.
( Agnostic Antichrist Baltimora, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 9:09, Reply)

I had to get rid of the shakes before Mrs Battered noticed. The first beverage was a struggle.

( Fucking hell Jeff I am not a robot, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 9:20, Reply)

what happpened to you?
You missed the glassing incident. I was so busy consoling rakky over her destroyed cardigan that I only noticed the prick had bled all over my fucking handbag THE NEXT MORNING.

I'd have glassed him again if I could!
( rachelswipe with a fork, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 8:45, Reply)

who did you glass?
Begbielols
(dozers, do fuck off ur a nob m8, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 8:47, Reply)

Monty got scared when he saw the first fight and needed some new pants,
so we both went and broke into M & S. He wouldn't leave the lingerie section.
(Set your faces to Stunned Guffmeister General, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 8:48, Reply)

I'm still there now.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 8:51, Reply)

I 'hit the wall' as they say.
Too much 'indie disco' for my aged bones to endure. Rather than whinge like a prick it seemed sensible simply to bail quietly.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 8:52, Reply)

were you dancing to This Charming Man?

(dozers, do fuck off ur a nob m8, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 8:52, Reply)

Was I bollocks.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 8:54, Reply)

Jumped up pantry boy.

(Set your faces to Stunned Guffmeister General, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 8:57, Reply)

I have no idea what you are on about.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 8:58, Reply)

You lie.

( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 9:04, Reply)

we've all seen his "hillside desolate"

( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 9:15, Reply)

*shudder*

( scarpe We Stole Bikes, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 9:20, Reply)

you glassing the locals now?

( the mighty badger Aphrodite, on a bar stool, by your side, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 9:12, Reply)

someone had to!

( rachelswipe with a fork, Mon 23 Apr 2012, 9:24, Reply)