Today I went and sat in the Lagan Meadows with Battle Cat. Drank a bottle of wine and smashed some glass for the joggers to run over. I remember when I was a wee lad I used to love smashing glass bottles. Pile of shite.
Went home and learned how to play solitaire on the internet. Then some wee bastard came along and threw eggs at my window. I went out and gave them the chase but didn't catch one of them. I'll get the wee bastards another time I went down the Lagan Meadows in saw someone had cleared away my bottles. Fuckers.
