Woooooft! I just woke up from the craziest trip/dream ever. Cannae really go into detail because of hazy memory/weirdness but we were at a club, then somehow we were in a right sketchy area of glasgow & i thought we were gonna get robbed, went to a chicken place to order food, after a 20 minute late the woman told me my order had been lost & it won't be here till tuesday, more sktchynesss with thinking we're gonna get robbbed, mad attempts to phone taxis, finally got a taxi back tp the city centre then i woke up & said out loud "Right man, what club do you think every cunt will be in now, is it worth trying the art school again?" not even like a couple of word mumble, actually sat up & said a full a sentence before I looked about & realised I was in my room haha.
Edit - After that I thought I was still tripping. Realised that I'm waiting on a laughing gas delivery & it's quarter to 11. Para went down the stair to check if it had been, found one of those failed delivery cards from Fed Ex, anyway, I'll copy & paste what I just put on my FB because I can't be arsed typing & no-one is gonna read it anyway...
Royal Mail ain't got shit on Fed Ex btw haha. Those cunts are actual ninja. Woke up there after having a mad weird dream. Went down the stair found one of those failed delivery cards from fed ex. Raging! Tried to figure out how to phone them but everything had been scored out & it seemed to have writtten on it "DELIVERY IN MR. Z" so I think the delivery is with a neighbour but who the fuck is Mr. Z??? Finally realised "Delivery In MR2" Cunt had stashed it on the front seat of my step-dad's MR2 that's sitting in the drive way. Fed Ex man, you are nothing but a complete legend. I fucking love you!!!!!!