please wash your hands

Every Little Helps

Tonight I popped into a Tesco metro to buy a cheap bottle of beer. I took it to the counter and paid for it with a five pound note. The lady behind the counter gave me my change back and said “are you old enough?”. I looked at my hand with the change in it then I looked at her. (I was thinking : you’ve already served me you stupid fucking bitch, how does this work?) I gave her my I.D because I didn’t want to be an asshole about the situation. “yeah I’m 25” I said, then it dawned on me that I’m actual 24. She looked at the card. “yeah I’m 25 later this year” I quickly replied with me pulling my stupid driving lience photo face. She was happy “o.k thanks for shopping at Tesco”. I left tesco’s thinking I’ve been trying to grow some facial hair to make myself look older but it actually makes me look like i’m 17 again . I’M NEARLY 25 AND I CAN’T GROW ANY FACIAL HAIR !!! that feels better to get that out



p.s how do you get rid of shaving rash?

Bouncing Back

    The last couple of days have been really stressful for me. Yesterday I found out some cunt in Canada has taken £570 out of my bank account and been spending it at Esso petrol garages up and down his/her’s (could be a bitch) country. Hopefully my bank will have that sorted out some time later this week.
    I didn’t get to watch wrestlemania on sunday as it cut off 10 minutes into the programme, which really pissed me off becuase the next hour was spent on the phone trying to get through to someone. Virgin media are a bunch of cunts for not having any help lines after 12am. They think they are going to mars, they can’t even broadcast a wrestling PPV.

    Anyway I’m going to try a de-stress, gonna watch Paprika on DVD - also play.com is selling the complete Blackbooks for a tenner