I dreamed a dude I used to know came round and he took a magic mushroom and he f**ked around like a tripping person would. He graffitied my house a bit so I beat the shit out of him. My dream punches were so slow... If I punch people in a dream it doesn't seem to hurt them.
I also had a dream I saw some kid bullying another kid so I punched him too. I don't normally have such violent dreams.
Now that's a different story, involving MSN, and the hashface. Madmanmike might have a clue. #
Oh, I might add that it is a hash in my signature, but it's not a hashtag.
I LOVE BANDWAGONS. I hate hashtags.
Useful, my arse.
It's annoying when people hashtag Instagram posts that turn up on Facebook. It's loads more annoying when people do it in a regular post because they think it's cool.
If anyone has any use for three rota slipstream 15" alloy wheels in gunmetal (there's a fourth one with a crack in it), 4 bolt, to fit a honda (or with spigot rings to fit vauxhall), then send me a PM.
It's weird when you check your bank balance one day and it seems like you've blown your whole last payday, and then you check again and it looks quite manageable.
I'm a bit too skeptical so I'm not going to go and buy a shitload of stuff until I know that money's not going to disappear as quietly as it appeared.
Don't know if there's one near you but there's a few Betel's places in Nottingham that deal with proper furniture. The kind that would never go in a cardboard box.