Cider Rider Centurians

Smeg started off the night, by getting his golden shiny willy out. Katie was stunned by it.

'Cheeeky!'


I'll talk to you at the window in a bit.


Nice friendly chat to your big brother. At the window like i said. he wasn't late, nor was i.

What did we do? Ohhh yeah, right, i called him a twat.

I wish it was an alcoholic Starbucks beverage.

It was that instead.


We tried to make her go to rehab, she was all 'no no, no'.

Johnny Borell was a late guest, he was supporting a new hair cut. And he's ripped his jeans. Apparently that happened on the way down, 'got into a fight with a wolf'. He was smacked off his tits.

See.

Hand (Addams family) got an invite too. He turned up late aswell, a few minutes after Johnny actually. He was wasted, drinking Spitfire and Bishops Finger all night.



Smeg got fed up with all them orbs in my front room, started raspberry chattin' to em, tellin' em to fuck off. etc.

He's actually reading a book, well the blurb of a book all about the worst murderers in Briton

Me and Katie

Thank you, good night, god bless. He had college in the morning.

After this shot, the sink was blocked due to sick being hurled down it. I was shitting my pants because it was the first night my ma' and pa' went on holiday, thought we had to get a plumber out and everything. Rob ended up coming round, and we went to tesco, trying to act sober getting some Mr.muscle plug hole un-blocker, which cost 3 pounds something. Then later found out that there was a huge bottle of it under the sink, right where we was looking. Next day i went to the pub where i work and got this plunger thing, did the job in three plungers flat. Crisis over.