Friday, 4 September 2009

Iceland

Just kind of woken up, its half past 12, got ultimate badger mouth mixed with the taste of Sunny Delight, Delightful. Im going to make Iceland Chicken and McCains Smiley Faces soon, when i get up and off the phone to Aimee who's telling me her timetable and that shes a retard or something. I've got pen all over my chest so i think i might just have a shower first, i really feel like playing football and i keep having dreams that i remember every night so far. I need to find some super hot sauce because the sauce i have isn't quite hot enough i want to be in pain when eating my food.



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There is alot of these little streets, tucked away in the town , some say are home to perverts, others say they are homed to midgets who swim in the canal late at night, kidnap children and boil their shins

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SUNNY Delicious
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AND i want my mail to be full of owls, pref a dead one so i can behead it and boil its skull

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2 comments:

  1. theres a nice pigeon that's had it's back eaten.. just behind house 88.. poor thing.
    I like your owls

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  2. Er Gethin, I'm kind of worried about you now.
    xD

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