yesterday was utterly mental from start to finish.
at 0:00 i was work working very hard, when a bunch of asian blokes came in with a load of 50 pound notes (probably stole them at the same time as blowing things up) anyway everyone of them after buying a drink would give me a fiver or so meaning i had loads of tips, just under 30 sheets infact. then i saw lukas jutkiewicz with a bit of a minger and thought about IDing him

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finished at 4 and got a dixy chicken burger, they had no hash brown so i got extra cheese. got into bed at half 4, scratched my balls and fell asleep. woke up at 5:50, and went to alton towers, listened to the second libs album almost non stop on the way, in between sleeping and stuff.
got to alton towers, did stuff. was inches away from winning premiership tickets on the corssbar challenge (i was going to sell them to ash, he doesnt know it yet). went on oblivion over ten times. left about 6ish and ate some crisps

obviously fell asleep in the car after that. woke up after my missus says she nodded off at the wheel briefly and needs me to talk to her to keep her awake.
finally get dropped off at home at 11, have a bit of tea and pick up my missus from hers at about midnight. end of day.
i win? radio version