Last night was complete madness, my original plan was to get completely wasted what with it being a Friday night and all. But as I was walking back with my sister we found out that some creepy boys who live a couple of doors away from her, sold my two year old niece's kitten to somebody from another street. Who sells a little kids kitten, and for a fiver? I went and knocked on the tramps house and their dad came out, this insanely massive guy who started shouting abuse at me and telling my niece that her cat was probably dead. So I stomped on his big fat foot and like an hour later he brought the cat back. Stupid ass with his children who sell things that don't belong to them. I'd try and sell one of them but I just don't think I'd have any takers.
Anyway I still got wasted, the end
Anyway I still got wasted, the end
i got wasted yesterday. never really had a hangover before. until now