bad boy bubby
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Had my oldest mates 40th b'day in Kograh Bay so I couldn't get down to the game (lucky?).
Set the IQ on to tape the game, reckoned i'd be at home about 2am to watch it sloshed.
Turned the phone off about 7pm so the usual messages didn't come through.
About 1am all the lifts back to the city went so the sleepover was in place.
Absinthe came out and had a few shots, sitting down, stood up and collapsed onto the still burning Webber and burnt the skin off one arm, ice on it and back into the fray.
Conked out on a lounge at 4.30, woke up about 10 to see another mate on the other lounge with all the tackle in the world exposed, definitely not pretty.
"f**k that, i'm gettin a cab." Turned the phone on and there were a bazillion messages and missed calls, "Caarnts, they knew i didnt wanna know the score!"
First message from girl at home, "please call as soon as you can" second one similar wording but more desperate, third on, "where the f**k are you?!???"
Right what the farks up? call her, we'd been robbed and the door had been smashed in and could not close so she'd had to stay up all night, (she got home from work at 11.30).
Ok so get a cab home and they'd been junkies, couple of laptops, cameras, ipods, blackberry's gone.
She goes to bed to get some sleep, i put the teev on to watch the game, its 16-0 up to them and i get a message from a mate askin how i went last night, i said, "it was f**ked, we got robbed" his reply, "how do you get robbed at 38-0?"
"Thanks a farkin lot!"
TV off.
Set the IQ on to tape the game, reckoned i'd be at home about 2am to watch it sloshed.
Turned the phone off about 7pm so the usual messages didn't come through.
About 1am all the lifts back to the city went so the sleepover was in place.
Absinthe came out and had a few shots, sitting down, stood up and collapsed onto the still burning Webber and burnt the skin off one arm, ice on it and back into the fray.
Conked out on a lounge at 4.30, woke up about 10 to see another mate on the other lounge with all the tackle in the world exposed, definitely not pretty.
"f**k that, i'm gettin a cab." Turned the phone on and there were a bazillion messages and missed calls, "Caarnts, they knew i didnt wanna know the score!"
First message from girl at home, "please call as soon as you can" second one similar wording but more desperate, third on, "where the f**k are you?!???"
Right what the farks up? call her, we'd been robbed and the door had been smashed in and could not close so she'd had to stay up all night, (she got home from work at 11.30).
Ok so get a cab home and they'd been junkies, couple of laptops, cameras, ipods, blackberry's gone.
She goes to bed to get some sleep, i put the teev on to watch the game, its 16-0 up to them and i get a message from a mate askin how i went last night, i said, "it was f**ked, we got robbed" his reply, "how do you get robbed at 38-0?"
"Thanks a farkin lot!"
TV off.
