1 Year Anniversary
Yo Playaz n Hoez.
Rose and I are Sam-a-brating our first year rad-i-versary in a trailor in Broome by mainly eating Strawberry Icecream and watching movies. Got the day off today to chillax-to-tha-max so we’re doing just that and layin back and chomping chips with a ratta-tat-tat and all thaaat.
Keels has hit the high road and is currently renouncing the rains, the pains and the trains of Perth where they be chillin and illin over the undopest of meterology and heading north where the sun does shine, when at night we dine and the women are finneee.
Azza embarked on the disembark and remarked that it was cold, wet by the time they parked. Heading towards Servantes, they packed their pink panties and had a 30klm blatt on the beach until their speech had reached the teenage niche of giggles. He bedded inna swag, then packed his bag and headed south to the land o’ fags, named-a-Perth. I believe he still resides there.
I believe Keely has shaved his head, unless I’m mislead and I’m keen for that to be seen so I can be mean and make him cry and sing the fatty a lullaby, five-ai!
You’re now up to date.
If anyone tell you “Yeah man, just fang it up the beach you’ll be fine.”
Punch them in the face and run as fast as you can the opposite way.
Thats the first time i’ve heard someone poppin AND lockin at the same time, Kriggedy krine – drop hoppin stop shoppin and space time while im moppin up brine with my tek 9-INE!