"Anyone Caught Breaking The Law Will Be Made To Mend It"

Dude.

When I am old enough to vote, my party of choice will be the Monster Raving Loony Party. I mean, WOAH.

Look at the damn Manicfesto (geddit? Hahaha). Pure and utter genius.

Click for enlightenment

Impressed? Only slightly.

Who knew citizenship lessons could open up such interesting doors?

Anywayyyy, back to the matter in hand. Which is.... uh, well, there isn't one.

BUT.

I did go to see the Woman In Black. Yes, I know, again. But it was worth it to hear Emma scream so loudly at the most stupid things. Yes, I giggled all the way through. Well, what would you expect?

She then slept over, and we shared my miniscule bed. Or should I say mattress, Joe. Yes, YOU, Joe. Bed-breaker. Git. And may I say that even though neither of our arses would win the Small Awards 2005, we managed to fit in very nicely, thank-you-very-much. Yeh.

I can't remember much of today, as I am overly tired. I do remember, however, the dancing to an old Eminem album. He used to rock so hard. I don't know what happened to him. Ah well. Next, I got dragged into going to Walton, avec Abi, Roxy, Kris and Emma. Kris and Emma ran off, so Rambo, Admiral and myself dawdled behind, wheezing extremely loudly, and burping. My God, we are so disgusting. We toddled off to Wilkinson to buy some cheapo hairdye, skipped to Woolworths to by a Tracy necklace for someone named, uh, Fliss. Right. Starbucks next, for stereo cream slurping and hitting each other with those cool wooden stick things.

We actually rock more than the stuff you buy in Brighton.

Ohhhh yes.