I feel strange. I had a few shots of vodhy and I alooking forword to a pipe load of fine ganja, grown local and delivered by a local mini gealer. I am not going to correct any thing I have typed. So here it goes :
Forgive me as I is watching the contest between two mighty giants in Rugby. Fucf I just anderstnd the frigging game as. Shite & Shitolo. Inini? Here we go Here we go etc etc. Sorry about the people who do not understant ther stupid game. But I am in front I knows everthing. I lost the gasme, while typing this shite, whales have a penalty. Shi...oops he lost the goal and all. Is it nice to know all that whilst typing this shite is ....... fuck lets have that pipe huh huh?
And then here I am folding a bit of ganja into the pipe. Hey viola the pipe is lit.
Now?
You have imagination?.... yeah a bit I think. Not the one I have you bet?
Another time m8 Blues are good?????
I am a selfish person.
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