Well, what a fun day yesterday was . Shopping – I hate shopping. Actually I hate a lot of things – shopping, stupid people, waiting at a bar for a drink, shopping, fucking christmas, stupid people, women who say “you know”, women who don’t say anything (what am I – a fucking mind reader?) – to mention but a few.So last night I was having a couple of beers with a mate and we left the RAFA club to go back to the Tudor. He’s walked in the Tudor first, I was behind and got punched (if you could class it as a punch) by some spotty faced c*nt who happens to live next door to my mum – he’s probably been filling his pants since I found out who it was (burnt a copy of the CCTV footage from the club), the only reason he’s not had a visit to A & E (yet) is that Lianne was holding me back – he’s since been told that if I take a punch, let me give one back. Anyhoo, while he was holding me – some other twunt took a punch – that piece of shit is gonna take his festive food through a straw.

Both of them punch like girls anyway…they’ll learn.

I fucking hate christmas and everything to do with it – except the drinking . Spurs away to Newcastle today – COYS!

Did I mention how I feel about this time of year?

Nothing to see here – jog on.