Going to a Surprise Birthday party on Saturday. Strange, I thought everyone knew when their birthday is
Julie going out tonight with her pal so will probably spend tonight drinking myself into oblivion so I can sleep through her drunken advances when she comes home, then tomorrow going out with a few of the boys to watch the CL final (or so she thinks) I'll end up getting very close to some homosexual faggot, admiring his cock - as stiff as a lead pipe in my mouth as he holds my head and arched his hips, burying his cock to his balls in my mouth and held it there for a short while, the head, a perfect fit in my mouth, incredibly soft and velvety, like nothing I'd ever felt before heading home to Witch Tits and off the Pineapple on Sunday for Sunday Mass with the grotesque taig WHORE!
I have a golf competition in the morning. Then I'm going to a cider festival. Where I will no doubt lose control of a faculties and **** myself at some point. Sunday pub crawl round Birmingham and food. Monday gardening. Rock the **** on.
After having 2 messy drug-fuelled weekends in a row I'm having a quiet one this time round. Mrs is coming to mine tomorrow for her usual saturday morning shaggin', then off to a ketamine-fulled bbq in London Fields and going to try really hard not to go partyin' after that. Sunday will probably still be awake feeling sorry for myself in some squat-like flat (mine) and Monday will be spent eating and playing Civ 4.
Tonight is spent in the company of Russian standard and Bob Marley. A quality amalgamation i think we can all agree on that.
Oot and aboot. Modded up tae ****. Ben Sherman checked shirt, red white and blue of course. Fat face jeans and a outstanding pair of Ted Baker boots (blue) All topped off with the traditional black Harrington jacket. **** am lovely. Hope to be smacking **** out of a few taigs the night.