The 30 year War
Today santos and I had many a bloody battle. Some might say we battled for a fortnight, even though it was only about 6 hours. It started with a 28-14 victory in Tecmo Superbowl on old school nintendo. I whooped his ass in ping-pong repeatedly. Tos managed to steal a game from me, but dont let him fool you into thinking that somehow matters. From there we moved onto a game of tiger woods '06. Tos quit twice on account of losing. Next it was darts. Me n bf killed tos n erik in some cricket action. Thus making me todays big winner.
Now i want to take the time to discuss the youth of today and some of the atrocities i witnessed the last time i went out on Wednesday.
Now by no means is my generation the coolest kids to ever roam the streets. But these young fucks make us look like gods. Firstly, as ive stated many a time, NO PINK SHIRTS. To go along with that, NEVER POP YOUR COLLAR. Christ. Whats not to get. Both of these "fashion" trends are ridiculously absurd. Yet people still insist on using them.
