Scriven, landlord, narks, neeks and herbs, muthafuckas can't hold us down.
247 signing out, rolling the joints, kicking the kicks, bringing the bant.
There was this one day once when we made dinner and it was pretty nice, the other day we once went to walkabout and got beer and burger, one other time we were going to go to dq but we only went to sainsburys then we came back home and went to bed. When I'm old, when I'm 64 I'll remember those days.
From the guys that brought you the internet, pasties from the pasty shop in the union and Claudio Ranieri. This isn't Sparta, it's 247.
Thursday, 17 June 2010
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