Last night I did partying at a party that I went to. That's beside the point though, the real topic of this blog is about me being an ulti-lad. Today for lunch me, Patrick and our big friend went to the cafe (pronouncing it caff makes it much more manly) and ate meat. Not just meat though, I had other non-meat products too. But a big plate full off bacon, sausage, chips, beans, black pudding, egg and bread served with two brews filled up my tummy nicely. If you look at it broadly a fry up is probably one of the most manly meals, stopping short of biting chunks out of a live cow I can't think of anything more manly. Also take into consideration that we spent the best part of 90 minutes talking about football, drinking tea and telling rude/insensitive jokes. LAAADZZZ.
I have another piece of evidence to prove I'm a lad too. I'm going on a lads holiday. With other lads. To my fellow lads Nan's house... LAAAADDDZZZZ. That isn't even the end of it, we'd be able to ride quad bikes and get lovely sun tans. Not me though, I can't tan. Damn pale skin. Grrrr.
So now you know I'm a LAAAAADDDD I can end this blog. Seeya mate.
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