All you really need to know about this one, is that when I said, 'We've just been to see Legend at the cinema, very violent.'
He said, 'I love violence.'
The other one, Alan, announced that London had broken him, whilst stuffing his face with Burger King fries. 'I fucking hate it. It's fucking shit. Fuck this.'
What a charming, mentally stable bunch.
In other news, Ginger isn't talking to me because I watched the Bake Off final without him.
I'm still laughing at my mug two years after I've bought it:
And I've decided to donate the majority of my hair to charity.
That's right people, I've done something nice.
I keep telling colleagues,'You might have noticed, my hair is short, because I've given it TO CHARITY.'
And their like, 'Yeah, I know, I saw on Facebook.'
And I'm like, 'Right exactly, I just wanted to give something back to the community. Just do the right thing you know?'
And they make an excuse to leave.
Guys, I just feel, that I have become a better, wholesome person, and I can't wait to see what the goodness in me does next.
Maybe I'll start helping people with their heavy suitcases on stairs, instead of walking quickly past, thinking, 'Can't carry it? Don't bring it.'
Maybe I'll do the pots for once, when I'm staying at Mum's, instead of deciding that I'm on holiday so it wouldn't be right.
Oh! Maybe I'll stop lying and blaming my mistakes on others!
No, not that last one. That last one doesn't sit right.
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