He Ain't Heavy...
Yesterday this creepy old dude comes up to me on the street. He says 'I know your brother, aye, I know your brother Robin' (I don't have a brother called Robin) and commences to start shaking my hand. Old creepy dudes friends laugh merrily at this as I shake the hand of a creepy old dude, filled with confusion (me that is, not the COD).
They all amble off and im left wondering what exactly happened. I then realise that im wearing my Batman t-shirt.
Seriously, that t-shirt is worth its weight in stories.
They all amble off and im left wondering what exactly happened. I then realise that im wearing my Batman t-shirt.
Seriously, that t-shirt is worth its weight in stories.
A COD (excellent abreviation sir) approached me and said I was "A fucking Nazi" before demanding money off me to buy a drink.
Posted by
Anonymous |
11:53 AM
They are a bunch of cheeky fuckers arent they?
A week ago a COD asked me for some change, I said I didnt have any, he then says -How about a tenner?- Ha! I dont think he heard my response over my derisive laughter.
Posted by
The Wanted Man |
1:29 PM
Yeah,... but Robin isn't Batman's brother.
Posted by
* (asterisk) |
3:55 AM
Was it Sir Chicken Caeser?
Posted by
Anonymous |
2:51 AM