Thursday, 31 March 2011

Cuts, cuts and more fucking cuts



Coalition smoalition - that's what you would have heard if you'd been kicking back on Embankment last Saturday. It was one of many other chants on the TUC demonstration against the government's willy nilly attitude. The best one ended in 'Cameron, Fuck off'. Stan. We marched. We drank. We drank a little bit more. Ended up watching some characters with hoods smash up a vendor of chutney in the west end. Then went Maccy d's. Then had some more beers. Then some sudofen. Cue 7 o'clock bed time. Cue tears on Monday. Cue tears on Tuesday. Cue point fucking made. Don't mess with our march. Don't mess with our bills. You fuckers.



Big fuck off Ben mate



Where's me lager crew



Take your hands off our kids



A well needed refreshment break



Where's me wizard crew at?



RIP



Fortnum & Mason getting murked



Not lit. Note. This bottle of really nasty cheap wine was not lit



The only way to finish socking one to the man - Big Mac and fries mate. I'm famished

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