Morning morning morning.
Zuke, you big hairy cornflake you, after months of silence you post that?
You didn't think it worth the effort then eh Zukey?
So why bother at all?
I'm not into christmas, and I'm not into new years eve stuff, but I have to say the firework display I watched on t.v at midnight was stunning.
I turned my phone off around 9.30 to avoid getting calls from p1ssed up well wishers.
My word, when I turned it on this morning I couldn't believe how many texts and missed calls I'd avoided.
I was particularly shocked when I listened to one of the voice mail messages, to discover it was my son, p1ssed out of his head at 3.30 A.M. asking if he could sleep the night at my house.
Or at least I think that's what he said.
I knew she was having a party, and I knew he'd have maybe one bottle of W.K.D, but f8ck me, what the sh1tting hell is she doing getting him that p1ssed?
He's 9 years old for christ sake.
My mum took me to a party when I was 12, and left me to my own devices.
I wet the bed that night.
Anyway, have a good one.
Rabbit.