well i spent the weekend in Weymouth visiting my dear mother and father who i have neglected to visit in 6 months. now officially in their good books, having made the effort to see them *and* on Father's day too. Oh what a perfect son.
that was what *they* saw. what really happened was this:
i get in to weymouth at 1am saturday morning totally pissed. my parents pick me up, realise i have a piercing and debate whether to disown me. conclusion: he's just being a teenager, we'll keep him for the time being.
i have a picnic with some old friends followed by getting totally stoned with Lianna for the night, a random guy called Charlie gives me a ride home and i crash (literally crash) into bed at 3 am.
wake up sunday morning, totally stoned-hungover, bounce through the living room to give father his card.
oh i am the master of cunning !!
that was what *they* saw. what really happened was this:
i get in to weymouth at 1am saturday morning totally pissed. my parents pick me up, realise i have a piercing and debate whether to disown me. conclusion: he's just being a teenager, we'll keep him for the time being.
i have a picnic with some old friends followed by getting totally stoned with Lianna for the night, a random guy called Charlie gives me a ride home and i crash (literally crash) into bed at 3 am.
wake up sunday morning, totally stoned-hungover, bounce through the living room to give father his card.
oh i am the master of cunning !!