Woke up this morning all guns blazing, I hadnt had a drink since before christmas and I was ready to finally jump on board the Christmas session express id been hearing all about and canter over the finishing line with the now battle hardened troops of Donabate and Portrane. As I walked into the brook this afternoon all guns blazing, I expected to have to pay in at the door, such would be the massive crowd congestion, bursting out the door, as the bar staff struggled to serve the overwhelmingly big crowd. I now sit in the brook, theres currently two people here, me being one of them. Ive rang at least 10 close friends who are usually good for a pint, not one of them have taken up the lucrative offer. Everyone is either dying, have no money, are dying and have no money, or are sleeping. One mate, not saying any names, (Emmo Fitz) is dying, has no money and, just for good measure, has no eyebrows. Christmas ey? The most wonderful time of the year :D
Posted on: Sun, 04 Jan 2015 15:11:12 +0000
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