Mondays – Another dreary day spent pondering over the weekend’s events. Usually a day spent hanging my head in shame remembering the dance off I had with the street dancer popping away, while they stand having a war, when captain cock (me) strikes a roley poley smack bang in the middle of the circle, only to be rewarded with a round of applause, obviously my cue to do another. What. A. Knob. Or could my shame be from running down the road removing road signs which some chavs have kindly placed in the way screaming ‘I’M SAVING LIVES, I’M SAVING LIVES’. Mondays from now on are going to be placed into my ‘this day should not exist’, along with Valentine’s day!!
Most Mondays start with a photo album...the one your friends had ‘promised’ would not appear on Facebook, and with all the new updates, the little man sat in his wooden hut in China can see them too. So for all you ladies who like me, apparently have no shame on a Saturday night, enjoy the following collage of a night out with Alice...
Please note: The images are a mere idea of what happens, they are not real life!
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