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Rwoe; I study dance. I'm not sure I'll follow that up. I want to explore the world. Delve into the unknown, lay on a beach, kick off my flip flops and chill the fuck out

Friday 26 August 2011

I'm now at work, and as anticipated I am busting out of a chequered shirt. Well, it doesn't close so I'm not even fortunate enough to be busting out. I'm barely in it.
It's quiet and I'm upstairs on my own... Cheeky bar wank? No... Cheeky shot? No... ALL THE FREE DRAUGHT COLA I CAN HANDLE....hear that ?? That's the sound of a thousand jealous Cumbrians and 500 angry Orthodontists. It's good I don't hold such high regards for my nashers (I'll obviously get those done along with the lipo)...
The music has stopped and it all feels very awkward so here's a picture of my view


You'll notice the mess I made pretending I could fix the fosters pump...





and here is me not fitting into my shirt trying to look wilder than John Wayne in the west. POW POW

Over and Out
RwoeBUCK

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Location:Party Party, Carlisle,United Kingdom

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