I'm hungover
but I'm up and wanting bacon and sausages and beans and eggs and toast.

and YOU didn't come to the pub last night, so you're dead to me now.
(Bazongaloid, Sun 28 Mar 2010, 11:26, 2 replies, latest was 16 years ago)

Hiya mister!
How was it?
Sorry I was catminding and dying of plague and seeing Herbert of Liverpool in a limo outside my offie.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Sun 28 Mar 2010, 11:32, Reply)

It was alright
Pub was fun, but in the end there was only me, mrs al and one of her friends heading to the club, so instead of calling it a night we went to this hideous place in Islington that I knew I hated. Not sure why.
(Bazongaloid, Sun 28 Mar 2010, 11:38, Reply)

Cos you love having to wait three years for a late bus that drops you nowhere near your house
doing a duet with a wandering minstrel, then walking two miles home in your stockinged feet before collapsing fully clothed into bed?
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Sun 28 Mar 2010, 11:41, Reply)

Nah, we got a taxi

(Bazongaloid, Sun 28 Mar 2010, 11:53, Reply)

I wish I'd done that when I stayed in Crouch End that time.
Crouch fucking End.
( Roota zweeeeeoooooowm, Sun 28 Mar 2010, 12:44, Reply)

DiT was looking for you last night. Did he find you?

( fuck shit up the best you never had, Sun 28 Mar 2010, 13:30, Reply)

I did.

( Devil_In_Tights the *real* DiT!, Sun 28 Mar 2010, 13:37, Reply)