was out watchin the game last night then when we were on our way home it all kicked off, group of rangers fans at the end of the street wavin spartak moscow flags n banners, shoutin unsavoury comments at us so we ran at them and they ran at us, then we collided, throwin punches and kicks everywhere, the pineapleade in my satchel spilled everywhere, bearin in mind most of us were in work gear it made for a specktacular sight more than a mere scuffle it escalated n escalated, ****s were jumpin in right left n centre, luckily this was in a quiet street but then it spilled out onto the main road n lo and behold this bus was bombin down the road at 63mph, swerves to avoid the mellee and tips the **** over, and goes into flames n this massive black dude climbs out of the wreck, pulls 2 handguns out of his expensive lookin overcoat, just starts bustin shots, god knows who at but those of us who noticed were fairly scared the cops flew over in a helicopter n the black dude (turns out his name was john) took it out with a single shot n it crashed n burned, bearin in mind there was a first bus burnin on one side of us and now a chopper on the other side, sheer devistashon me n my mate scan said 'right lets get out of here' cos every **** knows that once the police get dealt with the military gets involved n we didnt really fancy that so we made a run for it, n i was like wtf is that pineapple smell but it turns out it was from the pineappleade in my satchel that spilled and i just forgot abt it n who could blame me scan got shot as we were departin the scene n he said 'u go on' pure expectin me to carry him or somethin well its no a movie and im no hero, all the heroes are deed so i left him there and flagged the first cab i saw n got the **** out of there
I got to here. We've seen your Beale. I doubt a bunch of school girls would be afraid of you if you came charging at them. Well....
well thats a whole other story. 'drop me here pal' 'that'll be a tenner' '**** you' i bolt out the taxi, feelin rather good abt myself cos ive saved myself a tenner, wonderin what i'll do with it maybe buy like 8 bottles of pineappleade or somethin, looks over my shoulder n the ****s chasin me with an axe, all of a sudden the pineappleade looks to be oot the windae, luckily i run into black john (mentioned him earlier) he must've made his getaway on a mule or somethin, anyways he busts some shots at the taxi driver n down he goes so i said cheers n split the tenner wae him, fiver each so that done me 3 bottles of pineappleade n black john bought a calippo n some *** skins. Med - u doubtin my story?
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I know this incredible event took place a few years back, but I hope your captivating egg came through unscathed. The thought of your linoleum skin suffering an abrasion, or worse, is truly stomach-churning.
Finest drug on the market. Not so good to stop. I think Scan is making good his promise of no more pics
