I'm dying monty.
A couple of old friends came in to the pub last night, it was awesome, we played some great tunes, and drank a lot. Left the pub at 5am. I don't know how I got home.
( Windy Pig I'm naturally quite suspicious about the moon., Wed 5 Dec 2012, 9:06, 1 reply, 12 years ago)

I love those kind of nights.
Hang on to the memory of the lolz, it's all you have right now.
( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 5 Dec 2012, 9:10, Reply)

it was proper ace.

( Windy Pig I'm naturally quite suspicious about the moon., Wed 5 Dec 2012, 9:12, Reply)

Windy Pig, his mates, and Battered, late last night:

(dozers, do fuck off ur a nob m8, Wed 5 Dec 2012, 9:14, Reply)

That's just a picture of your mantelpiece

(localboy purveyor of pisspoor puns, Wed 5 Dec 2012, 9:17, Reply)

Well there you go, worth paying the price for then.

( Monty Boyce, My cheese game is strong, Wed 5 Dec 2012, 9:14, Reply)

yeah.
I'll be ok, my farts are fucking killers today mind.
( Windy Pig I'm naturally quite suspicious about the moon., Wed 5 Dec 2012, 9:20, Reply)