Village life is fucking scary. My car, being the oh so easily identifiable hunk a junk a burnin love that it is, was spotted outside a certain house in the wee small hours of Monday morning and doesn\'t just about everyone in the county know about it...
What has or has not happened previously with the occupant of that house notwithstanding I was there for a simple and innocent coffee after hauling his drunk as fuck mate home because he was attempting to walk - half an hour on foot in the pitch black on dodgy bendy cruel flooded country roads when you can\'t walk straight and people drive like the devil on them is not such a hot idea.
I serve them the beer. I clean up the beer when it\'s sloshed about. At a push I\'ll drive the beer home. Above and beyond the call of duty maybe, but catch me at the right time I\'m a pretty decent human being and I\'m not going to have some punter die on my watch. Even if he is a prick. Sometimes I need a little refreshment of my own along the way and I\'d appreciate people keeping their beaks out of my beeswax.
If I want the world to know what I\'m up to I\'ll write a fucking blog.
Ah crap.
What has or has not happened previously with the occupant of that house notwithstanding I was there for a simple and innocent coffee after hauling his drunk as fuck mate home because he was attempting to walk - half an hour on foot in the pitch black on dodgy bendy cruel flooded country roads when you can\'t walk straight and people drive like the devil on them is not such a hot idea.
I serve them the beer. I clean up the beer when it\'s sloshed about. At a push I\'ll drive the beer home. Above and beyond the call of duty maybe, but catch me at the right time I\'m a pretty decent human being and I\'m not going to have some punter die on my watch. Even if he is a prick. Sometimes I need a little refreshment of my own along the way and I\'d appreciate people keeping their beaks out of my beeswax.
If I want the world to know what I\'m up to I\'ll write a fucking blog.
Ah crap.
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i have found that i can always wish for my friends to stay out of my private affairs, but for some reason my intimate life always seems to be of more interest than their own.
the best situation is when you have a roommate and the house slogan is "what happens at the duplex, stays at the duplex." although the best response to prying company is no response at all.