Botherd!
Oh. My. God. I am SO twatted right now. Danny is such a VILE queen 4 slippin’ that pill in my Breezer last night.
It was a fab nite though. Me n Danny came up just when Girls Aloud’s new single came on and we were both like WOW. We were so fuckd that we both thought we were Girls Aloud. It was amazing. Danny proper thought he wuz Cheryl and minced off to the toiletz to slap a few people up.
I wuz just stood there like totally convinced I was Nicola. People kept cumming up to me asking “are you alright?” and I was just “BOTHERD”. I kept thinkin’ I had long ginga hair and loadsa fake tan and neva got any lines in the songs. ‘Parently all I kept sayin’ to everyone was “Botherd! I’m not botherd! Does my face look botherd?” LOL.
Anyways we didn’t get back home till about 6am coz sum total gay had Danny chucked out for ‘violent behaviour’. What a gurl. Didn’t he know it’s not violent unless u draw blood? I got me own back anyway – I slipped some GHB into his drink and pointed him at sum well dodgy skinheads.
Well by this point Danny was totally AWOL and had my cash for the taxi (I SO wasn’t walking home in these new fuck-me flip flops). It took ages to find im. Had to go into sum well dodgy places as well. I got asked ‘fer business' by about three hookers. I was like “WHATEVA. U shud be cummin’ to me for cocksuckin’ tips, sista!”
Course I shud have known where I’d find Danny. He wuz down the Canal tryin’ to turn a few tricks to get back the money he’d lost during the night. Turns out he’d spent my taxi cash on K as soon as we got in the club, the bastard. He felt dead guilty about it though – that wuz why he wuz noshing that lorry driva. He’d promised him twenty quid for it
Danny’s such a gud m8 like that. I wuz so pleased I ended up finishing him off meself. The lorry driva ended up giving us £30 for the extra. Enuff for the taxi home and a McTucky’s fried chicken as well.
I’ve got a well funny taste in me mouth this mornin’. I hope it wuz the coleslaw. LOL!
It was a fab nite though. Me n Danny came up just when Girls Aloud’s new single came on and we were both like WOW. We were so fuckd that we both thought we were Girls Aloud. It was amazing. Danny proper thought he wuz Cheryl and minced off to the toiletz to slap a few people up.
I wuz just stood there like totally convinced I was Nicola. People kept cumming up to me asking “are you alright?” and I was just “BOTHERD”. I kept thinkin’ I had long ginga hair and loadsa fake tan and neva got any lines in the songs. ‘Parently all I kept sayin’ to everyone was “Botherd! I’m not botherd! Does my face look botherd?” LOL.
Anyways we didn’t get back home till about 6am coz sum total gay had Danny chucked out for ‘violent behaviour’. What a gurl. Didn’t he know it’s not violent unless u draw blood? I got me own back anyway – I slipped some GHB into his drink and pointed him at sum well dodgy skinheads.
Well by this point Danny was totally AWOL and had my cash for the taxi (I SO wasn’t walking home in these new fuck-me flip flops). It took ages to find im. Had to go into sum well dodgy places as well. I got asked ‘fer business' by about three hookers. I was like “WHATEVA. U shud be cummin’ to me for cocksuckin’ tips, sista!”
Course I shud have known where I’d find Danny. He wuz down the Canal tryin’ to turn a few tricks to get back the money he’d lost during the night. Turns out he’d spent my taxi cash on K as soon as we got in the club, the bastard. He felt dead guilty about it though – that wuz why he wuz noshing that lorry driva. He’d promised him twenty quid for it
Danny’s such a gud m8 like that. I wuz so pleased I ended up finishing him off meself. The lorry driva ended up giving us £30 for the extra. Enuff for the taxi home and a McTucky’s fried chicken as well.
I’ve got a well funny taste in me mouth this mornin’. I hope it wuz the coleslaw. LOL!
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