It took a couple of seconds to realise that the person with the long hair in the foreground wasnt me, but that I was actually the strange old lady. Piss head.
Wednesday, 9 September 2009
On saturday night, as I was drunkenly going home on the bus with Nicole, I went to throw a bit of rubbish on the floor of the bus. Being as this is quite despicable behaviour, I made sure to have a glance behind me to check if there was anyone sitting behind us. There was no one there, so I dropped the litter, and then glanced at the security monitor that was in front of us. Like something out of a horror film, there was suddenly a stocky strange old lady standing behind us -
It took a couple of seconds to realise that the person with the long hair in the foreground wasnt me, but that I was actually the strange old lady. Piss head.
It took a couple of seconds to realise that the person with the long hair in the foreground wasnt me, but that I was actually the strange old lady. Piss head.
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