I've had a quite peculiar day.
Earlier I was driving back from Halfords and was thinking about the time you called me Fralex. Fralex lol. And I wasn't concentrating and I thought to myself 'if I run someone over now, would nuff be partially at fault'. You'll be glad to know you were acquitted before I got to my front door.
I went for a really long bike ride earlier. I was gone for like 2 hours. It was great! Propper cycle path / trail. It was beautifal man. I wish you had been there. I took pictures. It's all Welsh n shit. I peddled like a fucking maniac home as if I was in a race. aaaaaaaaannnd the winner was me! I won! But I'm worn out now. I tried to fit wiper blades to my wife's car and I couldn't do the fucking clippy thingy. I got so mad I literally saw RED. Infront of my eyes was like dark fucking red. I launched the wiper blades and it landed on my opposing neighbours lawn. I was like 'ah fuck I'm going to have to get the wife to ask for it back'.
If she'd only got it serviced when I told her too! Stoopid bish. :-(
Are you watching Broner - Rees tonight? Does your house / living room have to be clean when you watch boxing? Are you drinking tonight?? I'm not. I want to though. Bad. :twisted