We're gonna need a bigger boat!
I was walking home one evening when I was grabbed from behind by one of London's finest gangsta wannabes without him even having the common decency to ask me for a smoke or for the time. So I'm struggling like crazy and trying to get lose when one of his arms comes ghosting across me mouth. What the hell, I think? So now gansta is trying to deal with 14 stone of maniac hanging off his arm, thrashing his neck back and forth, rolling his eyes back and twisting from side to side like some demented Great White to his protein rich, newly born seal pup, sidenote but I love the Discovery channel. I had to have a full check up to see if I caught anything nasty and he lost a big fucking chunk of flesh which I almost ended up swallowing in the heat of combat. Not funny but certainly justice.
(mrbastard, Sat 17 Jun 2006, 1:29, Reply)