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Honestly.Honestly.
Think I was 16, in a house getting renovated owned by my mates dad in Westvale. I vaguely remember falling off a stepladder (no, not doing WWE moves ffs), and my mate punching a window pane - everything else is a blur, didn't get out of bed for around three days, and got one of two scars on my lower back from a nasty cut I somehow got too.
I haven't really been properly drunk since.
Ever done garys lad?
Double drop and get down the Mainy and shoot some moves.
Blimey lid.Nope. Never done anything - got this weird thing about needing to know what's going on at all times. Super dull I know.
Oh, another time, again around 16, was in the Grafton, then suddenly I was just by the old Kirkby Stadium. We walked home apparently but I don't remember anything of the journey. I do remember some girl getting fisted in the lads toilet that night though, some images stick in your mind.
Slipped a few into me mates dads drink once. Was bossEver done garys lad?
Double drop and get down the Mainy and shoot some moves.
Lad?Slipped a few into me mates dads drink once. Was boss
Picture a 50 odd year old man who looks like a thinner balder pete price, was bouncin of the ceilinLad?
Mushys in Mexico sounds boss.There was a time when loads of us were at my house after a Big night out on all sorts of performance enhancers. We then did loads of k. I started to smell this horrible pooey smell. I then started to worry I had pooped myself. I couldn't get up so I put my hand down my trousers and round the back to see if they were full. When I looked at my hand I couldn't tell if it had poo on it so I asked the girl sat next to me to inspect. She gave me the all clear. Two days ago I was off my head on mushrooms in the mountains of Mexico. Magic. There are defo worse ones