Saint Patricks is over for another year, all that's left is a thick head and a few Guinness stains. Met up with the Shoutster, Crespo and John the Don at the Villager, smack in the heart of sheep bothering country last night. The mercenary some how ended up in Halifax, and that's about all the sense I got out of him. His royal gayness the funky messiah decided to stay in and watch Star Wars. I swear that boy gets gayer by the day. Dangerous Pete also made a brief appearance. It was business as usual round Wilsden, plenty of beer, a fight and then a off to round up a few woolly fellas. Woke up this morning with a thick head, with an e mail from the mercenary with a link http://www.pissonaleprechaun.com/update.html for a Saint Pats game to help with the hangover. Anyway I am off to chuck up some of last nights excesses, and then off out for mothers day. Photos posted at www.bendersquad.smugmug.com
2 comments:
Why's your head so big on the picture? With little pikey arms aswell - all very disturbing!
Its an optical illusion. The person who took it was pissed.
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