Shambles
Bluelight Crew
^ I'd blame it on yoof of the day but when even auld baldy geezers can no longer be transported via the magic of the imagination I despair. Truly I do 
Why thankyou, Kate
My Transylvanian ex owned a purple piano she no longer wanted (cos it was her previous ex's) and she moved in down the road from me so me and a few of my (at the time) other junky mates dragged the fucker up the road and installed it in my living room. I briefly returned to that town about a year ago, walked past my old flat and the drag marks are still all up and down the street.
And - i repeat - a fukkin purple piano, y'all.
Purple. Piano.
Fukkin' phillistines the lot of ya
(except kate
)

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Why thankyou, Kate

My Transylvanian ex owned a purple piano she no longer wanted (cos it was her previous ex's) and she moved in down the road from me so me and a few of my (at the time) other junky mates dragged the fucker up the road and installed it in my living room. I briefly returned to that town about a year ago, walked past my old flat and the drag marks are still all up and down the street.
And - i repeat - a fukkin purple piano, y'all.
Purple. Piano.
Fukkin' phillistines the lot of ya

(except kate
