Friday, 13 March 2009

Crabs

are very wierd. like spiders what have armour and live under the sea and can breath in the water and walk all sidewards.

From crabs to

Mud. Which is what I have all on my trousers, on account of me doing the commando crawl on north field. CTF!
Mud is a colloquial term for coffee. coffee is drunk by silly american folks and intelligent french folks instead of tea. tea is what I had a very nice cup of this week. I think it had cream or full fat-milk in so it was very tasty.
Also when I was where I was when I was a-drinking of the very nice tea (dolly's diner on station road, longfield) I had my over the shoulder bag, fingerless (g)loves, long studenty hair, a book with lenin on the cover and a petrol can. I may be paranoid, but I was getting some funny looks and some people may have thought I was some sort of communist rebel, out to arson some stuffs. like communist rebels do? it's a fairly traditional diner: a bloke and a lady equivalentofabloke; tea; coffee; full english all day breffist; white van men etc., but it seems to be run by near eastern folks. not that I'm saying there's 'out wrong with near eastern folk. it does seem a bit odd though.


Liberty Squad is gonna be awxsome...

Sleepy eyes now. gonna go a-bed.

From,
A SamfiSh
P.S. are all my signouts the same? please let me know if they're not...
P.P.S. obviously that does not apply to the pre from days. they's was crazy days... lazy maze... summer haze... fiery blaze...

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