sunny side up in a town of wrong un's

sorry is always the hardest word to say is an age old term of words that has been used in life for a long time. its the lyrics from some shit romantic song and when you hurt someones feelings sorry is the most hardest thing to say in a genuinely honest and caring mannor. right now i should be appologising to people who were in someway affected by my drunken antics , but honestly from my heart screams the words
fuck you cunts !!!

this weekend was fucking funnier than a spastic getting its retarded head caved in by a polish bus driver ! friday we arived in B-right-on and got to merlins house after getting no help what-so-ever from that little douche jungle falex. swaggered down into town to get some grub , ate all you can eat indian (veggie only tho' as it was cheeper) after that some sort of pub.merlin duster after a while to go see some burlesque show at some club. we met up with a few other peeps and got cunted . went to some odd club where the prices of the same drink changed dramaticly every time you went to the bar . it wasn't as if they got more expensive , i just dont think they actually had a set price . i think they just said some random number ever time you went up. barlett brought streight gins and we nearly all puked with disgust knocking them back. after we all went back to some girls house and got covered in nail pollish.woke up with higgins and bartlett spooning on a couch. nice !
stumbled back to mer-mans house in the morning, sat around for a bit then had some breakfast in a pub wich was bloody crap. we did however wash that down with double rum and cokes, then it pissed down. propper heavy like so we sought shelter in yet another pub and spazzed out for a bit. more booze from a offie and back once again to merlins . we stayed there for a while and chilled with some other bmxers , drunk a few tinny's and had a few biffs outside, we had to have them outside as his flat run a strict no smoking policy, i think we were lucky that he let us dink in there to be honest. while on one excersion outside we came across this black tramp who had a walking stick, he was one funny cunt who had us in stitches talking about the old kids cartoon rainbow and the matey from that being a pead!!
anyway drinki8ng and smoking continued untill we finally went to a pub, ruined ourselfs once again then the hillbilly's apeared!
wizz tryed to beat the shit out of the entire pub and thats all i remember.
went to some other club by the sea frount with the other bmxers and merlin without the billys tho'. thinks go a bit distorted around here so il right things that i remember or have been told ...

# bartlett did a massive spewer and got ejected by the bouncers

# dayson's head is horrific after it being recently scalped and stitched back up

# higgins too got ejected for being too drunk and got lost in brighton all night untill about 5am when he "found" where we were

# bartlett went missing too and spent the night where we stayed on friday

# he also lost his wallet

# we finally ate a decent breakfast on sunday morning


loads of other stuff happened but this is going on for too long , thanks to everyone involved and for looking after us. fucking awesome !!!