Tuesday, 9 November 2010
November November November - in some ways the cruellest month. It's still close enough to summer for shorts to be gazed at wistfully, yet night descends like an all enveloping wizard's sleeve before you even leave work. And you know you've still got to wade through some serious shit before you reach the sanctuary of Christmas.
So, in some ways, it's crucial to seize the day during this time of the year. Or you can continue down the same path you've been following for the last 12 months. Decision decisions...
Toni and Craggs
Double papping ducks
Jools, joints and juice
Birthdays - If you wake up before midday and wish really hard, then you can achieve all the things you'd like. Failing that you can get up late, enjoy a fry up and then get messed up at a dubstep night until dawn's crack opens. You can imagine which option was enjoyed around here for our man Craggs. It was big on bass, grease and energy drinks.
Lads at brunch
Chicken playing the sex sax
Bin's got bare moves. Bare. Moves.
Rattus Rattus Rattus Rattus