Windsor Castle Piss up
The Lash
Andy and i decided to go out on the lash and see what was hapening in the Windsor Castle, quite a cool wee boozer. we had far too many jugs of Cartlon Draft. there was a chik sitting behind us who had the worlds most tedious voice, both andy and I aggreed it was without question ANOYING AS FUCK. We managed to get pretty ratted, as i had only recently become single after a 3 year relationship i was in the mood for getting blasted out of my noggin poor andy is in the very same boat so theres a fair bit of moaping goes on in our house at the momoent.. he he
Boobs
Well boys will be boys, andy had by now (after 50 beerz) decided that he would happily sleep with a “scabby cat” but that notion was quickly quashed by a lovely chocolate coloured maiden who entered from stage right. I, being his wing man was obligated to take a photo of her boobs, of course. so here they are for all to see and enjoy.
ME
I rarely plan to feature in this blog as predominantly im taking the photos, but here i am, during out little pissup looking distinctly squint. if memory server me correctly i was trying to do that old one squint eye trick. always gets a laugh.. ha ha (sarcasticly). well it obviously failed as i was pissed already and had a natural squint so trying to do a squint merely rectified the problem.
Random Dude
This dude walked into my shot and, after looking at the photo decided that he looked great, quite honestly he must have been substancialy more guttered than me coz i thought he looked like a bug fat broozer whos just graduated from the bogan school of Moet. ha ha only joking mate (disclamer if he ever finds this blog).
Dregs
Well there we were andy and I sitting in the pub, it’s almost empty, full of beer and some comical chat about past sexual exploits, wondering why two stunning looking (if not the best looking) guys in the bar were still sitting on out own. thene we spy these two birds sitting over from us eyeing us up, they must have had an equal amount of piss, there’s me thinking yeah cool those birds are eyeing us up, thats great, good taste girls, then an awfull thought crossed my mind.
conclusion
There looking at us through the same beer drenched mirror, thinking the same thing as us, look at those loosers, bar dregs, no pals and no where to go. he he.. reality sux ass.