Today.... I nearly died, I drive a big Merc Sprinter for my job and today driving down the M23 I very nearly lost it... Cruising along at 70mph a gust of wind hit n i was on 2 wheels! Scared the shit out of me! You know what? I was actually botherd about croaking it, not like the last time, last time I really couldn't have given a flying pigs scroatum!
Anyway i think this is in-part to do with the fact that I've met my Butterfly, I still haven't got her number and she still hasn't got mine so I went down the gym tonight with every intention of getting it and asking her out. Guess what? She wasn't fucking there!!! For fucks sake someone just fucking put a gun to my well-groomed studley head and pull the cuntish trigger. Just my bloody luck.
I was gonna take advantage of my connection at a local flower shop and send her a single red rose with a few nice words on the card and my number but I was warned of this approach by my mother who thinks that its too strong and i might scare her off? What'd you reckon?
One last statement; Fuck pretty lady, she thinks shes gonna control me now that we're not together like she did when we were she's got another bloody thing comming, she has got one hell of a fight comming her way, Voldermort thinks he's adopting my Little Princess.... OVER MY DEAD BODY!!
Rob's Final Thought;
"It is a foolish man who sleeps while his competitors work!"
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