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Seems David's and James's attempt at a reunion last night didn't go too well.  Nobody's heard from David since.  I've spent the night driving round London searching people's allotments for cabbage patches.

Unfortunately, there are a hell of a lot of allotments in London.

When I find him, I'm going to hug the living daylights out of him, I don't care what he says kill him. And then I'm going to use my new rocket launcher to blow up his house.

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He told me he's gone to Sarah's.

Please direct your rocket launcher at, say, George Osborne's house. I'm sure it will give you much more satisfaction, and won't, you know, destroy my house

Well, that's a relief. I suppose I'll have to let him live after all.

Oh, don't get worked up about it--it's just an old man's little joke. Your house is safe for now.

You're as young as the man you feel, Paddy.

Which in your case makes you forty-four.

Oh really? You'd better be joking, young Nick, or Jane'll have your balls for earrings.

OOC: Sorry, anon. I'm afraid I'm just not that type of RPer.

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