Right so quick story, wont take up much of your time you fabulous people.
The other day I was out at a fancy restaurant with the lads. There were five of us cheeky fellas there and the food was pretty smashing. We paid our bill but the tummies were still rumbling, so my buddy Charlie, absolute legend he is, suggested we dip outside for some cheeky Nando's. I was like tops, lets smash it, so the lads and I took off down the road we got halfway to Nando's when Harry, the bloody wombat, forgot his wallet and keys. So he went back and as we were waiting, a few pretty ladies walked past. Cairnsy, Bishop of Banterbury, thinks he's real smooth but he has no tact. He smiled at them just after taking a big old sip of his Mountain Dew he launched stuff everywhere, the lads and I found it hilarious, the ladettes didn't agree with us. We were bantering around for a while until Harry, the sneaky bruv he is, got back. We eventually made it to Nando's and i realised that i forgot my glasses and contacts. What an absolute buffoon right? Anyway I couldn't read the menu so I sat there while the lads digged into their salsa. Turns out we didn't have any cash and we had e to make a swift runner. Long story short, the Popo came after us, couldn't catch us, we were on a high from all the Mountain Dew. So now I'm in bed, cheeky lads all around telling you my story.
The End.
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