Hazza and Sluttie and I went for a mish in town and got a bit wast.
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Mykie enjoying (*not enjoying) his 12 percent cider or whatever it was. sick.
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Harry managed to find himself 20 good english pounds on the floor what a ledge, so he got the beers in!
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Loads of beeeer. massive
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Mug
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Cheese
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So now for a quick tour of Canterbury. HMV
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er.. the shop with all the old mens clothes
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Waterstones. That'll do. tour over
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The instant before Mykie crashed into the wall and died
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then floated back down from heaven
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to kill harry instead
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well i think thats what happened anyway. i was pretty drunk though. anyway, mykie hid when god came down and told him he had to go back.
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A good hiding place. He wasn't found.
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which left us with only one thing left to do really. go to munchies.
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and then steal a few chairs from somewhere on the way home.
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