Fucking livid
In my capacity as a sad old alcoholic I walked out of the pub last night after my second pint because my only two friends round here were being total cunts, as is their frequent wont.

So I have no friends, unless I apologise, which is stupid - better to try and find better friends, not these arrogant pricks I fell in with too long ago. Friends are supposed to give a shit - these guys don't.

I'm going to kill people in this town at some point. I'm just going to snap. Fuck the consequences. Any nice people in the Droitwich area please get in contact before I get myself arrested.

I'm off to steal some money and catch the train into Birmingham. Anywhere away from here.
(raymond "three griddle pans" luxury yacht lovin' the christmas action, Wed 28 Jan 2009, 11:47, Reply)