Woooah

Woke up this morning with my pride bruised,
Feeling and looking like shit, but what you know it only got worse.

So im on my way to work this morning, i thinking let me treat myself to some MandMs (crunchy not the original nutty one). Im about to step into the shop, but i refrain myself as i here smashing bottles and males shouting
"FUCK DIS & FUCK DAT"


my first thoughts were to draw for my camera (lol) out of my bag, and go in but then i remembered shit Im to young & handsome to die. So i just waited outside thinking i really want MandM's. 2 minutes later i see this pregnant woman and her husband running out of the shop, i thought shit time to moon walk myself out of this thing.


Then all of a sudden i see this dude jump out the shop like pikachu, and smash a bottle of Smirnoff ice with another fella walk out behind him.
I thought what these are the motherfuckers who kept me from buying my MandMs, I couldn't beleive it shooocking.
And all they seemed to have stolen was 3 bottles of Smirnoff one of which they smashed on the floor, this was so stupid and it was only 8.45am



Got to work and the lovely pinky had prepared me a lovely bowl of weetabix. Tasted like shit but its the thought that counts eh ? (substitute for no MandMs)



Now i don't normally say fuck off to people but shit these eastern European mother fuckers who use their kids to beg for money down Knightsbridge need to jog on. I gave one of them some money only to find the bitch feeding the pigeons with chocolate crossaint. The money i just gave her, she had taken me for a frying pan with no handle straight up. Since when does a person who claims to be poor give there food up to a pigeon ?


i know a long post but im nearly done people,

so as the day was so bad i thought i'd go babers after work and sort my hair out and get those pictures i promised from before (some under cover shit people so i had to use the camera phone)
peep the laptop, watch and samsung, all for sale at the right price.


Peep the Ben Sherman kicks, DC kicks, Toshiba laptop, the leather loafers, the car stereos i swear the place is like Argos but with out the cash out.



This weeks hold tights go to . .
the man riding a tricycle, no excuse unless your under four or suffer from a disability you have no right riding one


And the dude who was rocking these dirty Adidas o lord shame on you sir i had never seen anything like that in my life.



Much more bullshit came along my way today but to much to post up,
so as i sit here getting drunk off a bottle of Jack Daniels (really munching peanuts FROM a bottle of Jack Daniels) no your day wasn't as bad as mine was.