Pretty girls and ice cold beers, the relentless rays of a sun pinned to the sky like an award for "best day ever". Taking your time to soak it all up, and smiling at the thought of the cool night air which has yet to embrace, and what it might bring... What might it bring? A time of debauchery, over-indulgence and widespread cases of "floating head syndrome", meeting new people and greeting old friends....
"What the fuck are you rambling on about you twat?
It's over, summer has gone and the dark winter months are closing in... time to find comfort in the pubs and clubs of the world, to drink more booze, pop more pills and bide our time until the fire in the sky returns to us the easy going way of life we know and love.
Oh, and just when you thought I couldn't complain any more, it's nearly that time of year again. Say "bye,bye spare cash" and "hellooo bankruptcy"
"What the fuck are you rambling on about you twat?
It's over, summer has gone and the dark winter months are closing in... time to find comfort in the pubs and clubs of the world, to drink more booze, pop more pills and bide our time until the fire in the sky returns to us the easy going way of life we know and love.
Oh, and just when you thought I couldn't complain any more, it's nearly that time of year again. Say "bye,bye spare cash" and "hellooo bankruptcy"
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I hope we meet when I come back to the uk!