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[15 Nov 2003|01:03pm] |
My god. The last thing i remember about last night was waving a toy gun up the street walking back from Roy's. I could have got arrested!
After work you see, I went over to Roy's, followed by Bolb. Roy and Howard were already there, surrounded by half eaten lasagne', and some 70% alcohol.
They were on the fast track to getting wasted. I started on the Stella in Roy's fridge. Things got loud. VERY LOUD. Bolb and Roy were mucking about laughing and shouting, Roy was bellowing like an injured bear. Again. Howard and I were looking for the best of A-Ha, and we all ended up sort of...well...in a rambling, yelling circle pointing toy handguns at each other and singing.
It was tremendous. BLOODY TREMENDOUS. I should ive 'is shooter back.
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