I am still full of snot.
In other news, was Y'arnolds birthday yesterday. To mark the occasion we all went shooting at Cloudside in the freezing cold. My fingers lost all colour. Well, the finger that I broke years ago did. It was good although I am not particually gifted in shooting. We wnet on that trap when they come from out if the top of the tree over your head. I like that one.
I'm waiting for Rick (yes you Rick) to send me the picture that one of the instructors posed for.It is surprisingly rude.
Then, last night after many magners and veuve I once again pushed the pool table into the corner, dimmed the lights and showed R Kelly, again on the big screen. This time I had a box of props for people if they wanted to use them. I had a plastic gun, Linds had a shower cap and spatula, Kay had a wig, there were other guns, cherry pie and a police light.I sang the whole thing. I think I need help with my closet addiction. I went into Manchester on Friday and asked in the poster place in Afflecks if they had a R Kelly poster. If you are looking for a R Kelly poster then dont look there. He laughed. I guess R Kelly isnt "cool".
Ended up in the rock and tried to drink gangsta's only they had no
grapefruit juice. I left after moaning how the music was shit. I dont like that scrawny kid that plays the records and dances like a knob with all the girls.He wouldnt play me any N.E.R.D.
Jeremy has just been to the vets and had his glands drained again. His sack is still a bit pink.Got to go back next week.
Well, Im off out for something to eat, dont know where.Somewhere out of Macc hopefully.
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