Killer French Bread wrote:Looks like the result of an rpg drive by. Did you have to climb out of the top of the car like you were emerging from the hatch in a submarine?
Yeah, it was kind of cool. Turns out car doors are pretty heavy when gravity is working against them though.
So yeah...my mum was rushed to hospital...Shes going to be fine but I've never been so stressed/upset in my life Shes still in the hospital recovering. I just miss her a lot is all
Hospitals are horrible. Go and visit her an take her some kinder bueno bars innit, everybody likes kinder buenos. Either that of roast beef monster munch. Top tip. Anyway, get well soon mrs gonic.
I basically got called worse than a dog at some pub earlier.
I was at this place, playing yet another failed attempt at the the numbers game (single guys know what I mean) and by the end of the night I'm sat there stroking some dog in the smoking area (it was really fluffy, I couldn't resist). I jokingly mumbled to my mate 'I wish I was this dog, he gets more attention than me!'. And this girl (who i was trying to chat up earlier) on the other side of the bench says 'he deserves it, you don't'. Without the slightest hint of irony. What a fucking cunt.
I bought a subway after but it still hurt. Don't think I've ever said anything close to that to a girl before.