you need this in your life. watch out for cothill next year, its allready amazing
cotty woods with Aidan, Lima and crew from howies on Vimeo.
Tuesday, 16 December 2008
A little story
Paton Here,
I have just worked out how to use this bloody site, and want to tell you a little story with a few photos i have managed to pull off my phone!
one night with me and paul = a complete and utter fucking mess!
Enjoy!
Well the night started tame, ready to go out, thought we would stop and a new little gem we had found called the moderation, used to be a pub where people either finished there pint and smashed it on the guy stitting to his right, or just eat it as a snack if you will. now it has need refurbed, quite a banging little joint.
And then we put puted on down to dans house, a normal drinking spot for us, just before we hit up towen, also where perry got fucking ruined before we got to town and shaved half his hair off. FACT!
Pavs, well yeh, we all meet here, not so cheap but good fun, no gash!
Another from pavs, its true name is Pavlov's Dog for this reason....
Yes, they are... giant dogs bollocks hanging from the ceiling. kinda an atraction?
Sunday, 7 December 2008
oh dear god
this weekend has been fucking mega.
friday night: went into town, got wrecked up. taxi halfway home then found the bag of supplies we had stashed earlier on, this consisted of wine and jumpers. oh and a bottle opener.
the mission had only just begun.
lots of falling over, trespassing, scafffolding, roofs, getting livid at wingmirrors and stuck in bushes for silly amounts of time ensued.
got back to mine, cooked so much food and ate sod all. tried to call lisa but passed out with the phone in my mouth. rad night.
saturday: bigtime mess. stayed in at mine, got steaming and then went for a walk.
falling over walls, trying to run through fences, wingmirrors, 2 bottles of wine and a bottle of frosty jacks. we meant buissness.
and then there was peter... we found him falling out a taxi, befriended him and demanded he let us in for a gin and tonic. nice guy!
got back to mine, k.o'd on the kitchen floor and paton did the same with his head in the cupboard.
today: felt like shit
friday night: went into town, got wrecked up. taxi halfway home then found the bag of supplies we had stashed earlier on, this consisted of wine and jumpers. oh and a bottle opener.
the mission had only just begun.
lots of falling over, trespassing, scafffolding, roofs, getting livid at wingmirrors and stuck in bushes for silly amounts of time ensued.
got back to mine, cooked so much food and ate sod all. tried to call lisa but passed out with the phone in my mouth. rad night.
saturday: bigtime mess. stayed in at mine, got steaming and then went for a walk.
falling over walls, trying to run through fences, wingmirrors, 2 bottles of wine and a bottle of frosty jacks. we meant buissness.
and then there was peter... we found him falling out a taxi, befriended him and demanded he let us in for a gin and tonic. nice guy!
got back to mine, k.o'd on the kitchen floor and paton did the same with his head in the cupboard.
today: felt like shit
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