F.U.B.A.R.
Bluelight Crew
I'm slowly dying inside from lack of footy. My soul is withering away.
Yeah, alcohol is indeed fucking ridiculous and dangerous and a prime example of the irrationality of our drugs laws.
I'm also decent at keeping to myself, though I'm quite social. I'm just good at being with myself and my own thoughts, but yeah, I'm humping the first person I run into when this is all done. And immediately going to a damn nice restaurant and spending like 200$ for dinner. Like the day they open.
When you say 'footy', do you mean real footy or that bastardised yank version that we'd call rugby for poofs?