Monday, 30 March 2009


No not the band, the 2 fuckers at the back of my mouth which have been killing me for 2 weeks now, had the final stage of treatment on sat, I shit myself when they got the lighter out at the end! and £700 for the pleasure (thats a new jacket and some kicks down the drain) now do I go get a gold cap or roll with enamel?

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