Monday, Tuesday, What the fuck?

Lets start from the very beginning, a very good place to start. i've not drank since october, it was frankie's birthday, here's what happened!

We all hung at Lance's laavely appartment in the center of the shire, and drank some malibuuu. it wasn't long before it had an effect.

ranny ranny rancid cider

talking of CIDER i turned into a CYBER briefly.

no food - just poison!

anyway, so we hit the town, and frankie meant business.

and i impersonated sex and the city's carrie bradshaw

cheap WKD alternatives all round

and this little critter turned up

me and james reinacted a "NEWQUAY NIGHTS" type scene. brap! i dont know what my lip is doing.

sambuca-ca-ca-ca-ca! # 1

sambuca-ca-ca-ca-ca-ca! # 2

james and pete doherty i mean, luke.

this jackass took on everyones dregs, trampy, but funny.

HOME TIME. this was breakfast

lance has a killer view from his balcony! we whitnessed some crimes.

yes a long blog but the funniest night of 2007 so far!