The future's orange...
Tonight we went to the pub, after the now traditional game of Liar's dice and vodka. The band was shockingly shit and the temperature was baltic. We sat and talked with a chap that G knew and his son. The latter got into a diatribe with J about spiders and made me laugh so much I was nearly sick. When we got in I made cheats cheese on toast and then left the boys to it with the 360 and went to bed with the cat.
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