This reminded me of some Orcarina of Time shit.
In the absence of Ben "Sleepy McSleeps Alot" K, we were left with a young Hitler.
Breakfast cappo meeting.
^Here's some tramp approaching me cluckin' for snout. I sent him on his way. *
Alex suffers a heavy defeat.
Bingo Babes on skis.
Made the long bus journey down the coast to Eastbourne to meet Shaun & Dan from Urban Industries, the very same shop Ollie featured the other day.
And from there the tiresome return to Brockley began.
Everyone, tomorrow (tonight effectively), nobody flop.
*P.S - Just bought a Ribena carton with no straw, proving karma is a bitch.. always help the needy where possible.
hahah i bet alpine racer 2 is the nearest they've ever got to a workout
ReplyDeletebingo babes, picture is straight classical . . .
ReplyDeleteso basically you and ac went to brighton to meet them 2 chicks.
ReplyDeletetonight is not a floppers.
"One question that kept coming up in conversation was "why are we in Brighton".. the answers were thin on the ground."
ReplyDeletehaha, love it =)
Daves Diner is awesome
ReplyDeleteI think this post as a whole portrays me in bad light really, its a lot
ReplyDeletelove love number one and second to last one.
ReplyDeletemiss brighton miss home.
that smoke looks SERIOUS!! them tings there should be for xmas only!!
ReplyDeletewhite people are always on touching each other when they pass out
ReplyDeletethe smoke from that spear joint looks like a jelly fish
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