Sounds vaguely familiar. This is just one I can remember - part of anyway I remember waking up and seeing this weird wallpaper. ‘Where the **** am i’ Look over...’Who the **** are you?!’ I was in darkest Berkshire somewhere, at some posh Totty’s place. **** knows how I got there!
Yeah but Erm. I can back anything I say up.... somehow! And a lot the **** I've done I'm certainly not proud of. Just life experiences that's made me who I am.
I didn't say I disbelieved you, ****ing 230k on drugs and whores isn't that unusual in my experience, a million doesn't really go that far when your having so much fun, either. the young and their money are easily parted, especially when it's been won, rather than earned.
Who was that thick twat who won over £9 mill on the lottery and spunked the lot? Seem to remember he was from Norfolk or some place like thst.
A lot of lottery winners end up with nothing, but he took the piss, I think he was having banger races in his back garden with Rollers. Micheal Carroll was his name. It's so much more than they've ever had they think it'll last forever, but soon gets eaten up if you try to live the high-life, and every slimey ****er crawls out the wood-work.