
Hey, they didn't call me bigwig for nothing!
We headed to town after a few bevvies at matts. Sarah was having a 'sober night' as she needed to be up extra early to drive to a classic car exhibition...where she was going to claim the bugmobile was hers! She'd been looking forward to it for days...
STUPID BITCH hears Justin Timberlake in the bar and gets the shots in...thats the plan out the window...she went down hill from there!
We hit it hard that night...which resulted in me given about 10 dollars to a busker, because he was singing kings of leon.
Later we realised we were poor and i wanted to go back and get my money out of his guitar case!
This is Hanas Car:
And This is Us:


We had to walk back from Their house because of the busker situation! And we had a MASSIVE kareoke sesh.
I'm talking ...voices hoarse, top of the lungs, pavorotti stylie belting.
The neighbourhood watch team has been recently set up as a result probably!
We tryed to simmer down as we walked past the police station...but that ended up with us bringing in a mega mix...'woop woop is da sound of da policeeeee'
As sarah 'oinked'
Sarah's car parking skills are alot to be desired, so she practised...without the car, and by the police station...what do you think?
not too shabby hay?

As we hit the bridge...the disney songs hit in...Lion King being the one i remember most...as i was holding my bag above my head pretending it was baby simba!!!
TIMONE AND PUMBA!
We drunkenly made cucumber and ham sandwiches with pepper and mayo...DELISH!
THEN WE HIT THE SACK.
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