Tagged (I wondered what that meant)

( tune of the day is a funky break by Ronin called War on Error. Pic is of me when I looked in the mirror on acid. lol)

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Right so I've been "tagged" by Burnley Mik. Cheers mate. I wandered what that was coz a mate of mine e-tagged me ages ago. I thought it was a phising scam and deleted it twice. Havent heard from her since. Hope she still likes me. lol

So as I see it, I gotta think of 7 things that most people dont know about me. Thats gonna be tough coz as most of you know I am a long term cronic alcoholic and have forgotten most of the intersting information I once had. Ok here goes:

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1. I am a long term alcoholic. And lovin it! lol

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2. Went to Uni in London back in the late 90's. Shared a house with some fellow student folk. Came home one sunny afternoon drunk as ever and a mate had lent me some filth on video. As most red blooded young students do, I wacked it in the tape player, pressed play, and took off my most of clothes for a quick one off the wrist (hate those stains). It was a really hot day so I went to open the window. Unfortunately I had sash windows and the cord broke. The window slammed down hard trapping my finger inside. I let out a cry of pain unwittingly alerting my fellow house mates to my predick-ament. This is also when I reallised I had left my 750 watt surround sound system at full volume from a party the night before. The porn kicked in full pen at full volume (aparently you could hear it from the end of the street). All the girls from upstairs came rushing into my room to see wtf was goin on! They found me stuck to the window in my boxer shorts watching some of the roughest filth they have ever seen. Jesus, still havent lived that one down.

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3. Used to work as a delivery driver in London. A mate known as Dangerous Kidneys showed up around midnight with some booze. It was Wednesday and I explained I had to work in the morning but he werent havin it so I had a couple pints with him. Its like 2am and I told him this was my last pint and he agreed while pooring it. I'm sitting there drinking and these two cunts (him and Diggy) are sitting there pissing themselves laughing like girls! I cant make any sense of it and decide to drink up and go to bed. As I'm downing the pint I notice there's a picture of Rupert the Bear at the bottom. U SLAAAGS!!!! I hadnt done drugs in years and now these cunts had put me on an acid trip right before I had to go to work. I was not happy! After the minor punch up, I decided whether or not I was gonna drive a 7.5 ton truck around mental London for 10 hours. Wont tell you what I did but I did have a really wicked day.

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4. Went to a squat party entitled "Porn and Gabba". This flyer had a picture of a man pissing into a glass with a woman about to drink it. Being sure I would pickup a nice lass at this party I went along. It was in an old abandoned cinema in Hackney and they had manged to rig up the main screen. And no shit they were playing filth all night while blasting out gabba. Siiik! I knew this guy who just cant stop talking, and he sat down on the main stage to yabba sht at some poor gal. We're all shouting at him to get off the stage and this just drove him on to talk more. Some people were actually throwing up now. He didn't realize that he was sitting in front of the projector, and all we could see were cocks going into his mouth. lol

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5. Thats it from me else peeps are gonna stop reading my blog.

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Poker: last played on Friday but was too gutted to post so can now only remeber one or two hands, sry (the first I played). NL£25 sat down with £25. Dealt AA on the button. utg makes it £4, mid makes it £10, so I jam. Both call to show QQ and KK and you guessed it. The slag hit a K on the turn and I couldnt beat it. Ended up busting £75 very quickly with some bad moves and luckilly a mate showed up with a bottle of Cyder.

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I decided to let him take the rains on some lower stakes. He actually offered me cash to play but he's more of a rookie than me and I didnt want to see him loose his money, so bankrolled him as long as I had final shout on the allins. This was kool coz I got to sit back and down cider while he 4 tabled 15c/25c. It was really good fun to watch coz he's picked up poker pritty quick. He made a tidy little some on all tables but then he/we learned how to go on double bubble tilt. He wanted to bet $4 into a $10 pot when we flopped top str8. There were two soots there and I told him to go allin. Got called by flush draw who connected on the river for a $60 pot.

It was almost funny to see the look on my mates face. Even tho it wasnt his money he looked sooo crushed. I werent having this shit so I was like "raise up on every table!" And he kept asking "should I go allin?" We played for about 3 hours (amazingly) but man were we hammered by the end. Cant remember what hands we busted out on but I managed to blow my entire $244 roll. Ouch! My mate put his head in his hands and I think I could hear him sobbing. I had to laugh. Its only money and I'm actually only £10 down for the week so sod it. Good fun at the tables! Plus I think my bank is still giving me unlimited roll (maybe they think neteller is a petrol station) so might have to wack in a wod before they find out about my imminent bankrupcy. lol

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Put It In Cider!!!