in the pub last night i accused everyone of being a cheat as we were betting on the dugs (on the telly) amongst ourselves. ye know? write the numbers down, pick a winner blah.. anyways ive went mental and accused them all of cheatery and booted a bar stool right across the pub…..then proceeded to boot the door nearly oaf its hinges!
I blame the Glayva :crazy_dru
all sweet now though as im just back from pub and sorrys were accepted. :love:
good peeps in ma local. but my fuckin foot is still throbbing I’m a CHOOB! Hey-ho
raaa