Who is that fat bastard?
I was stood outside the World's End in Camden, while thoroughly twatted off my face on massive drugs.

I was desperately clinging onto a railing to avoid floating away when I spotted Alexi Sale walking towards me.

I caught his eye and he did a bit of a "oo fuck, he's recognised me, he's going to talk to me, look away! Look away!" thing.

As he was passing me, I went "hey! you're .... erm... you're that... errrr" mostly because I couldn't remember his damn name. He started to say "Yeah, I'm..." when I shouted "Benito Mussolini!"

he burst out laughing and said "Yeah mate, but if you smnack me in the face for invading Crete, I won't be happy"

He then saw my predicament (I was proper fucked) and offered to pay for a taxi. I refused and he went about his merry way.

Once he got a couple of yards away, I shouted "Fascist!" in my best "Neil" voice and he turned round and flicked me the Vs...
(ScousersPet, Tue 25 Sep 2012, 12:45, Reply)