Hot Baby Roy left for the party looking cool last night and I sat in with Wino Jo, who was in a wile state thinking he was back on the drink. I couldn't bring myself to tell him that I'd beat him up in his sleep.
Hot Baby Roy was spurting all this shite about spandex and making fetish videos with the Leotard Girls once he had one or more of them for a girlfriend. It was not fucking fair. He's going to ruin our chances with them when he lets his drooling hard on do the talking, bastard.
I told him that I wasn't going to save him if some big musclebound lughead beats him up.
He went away saying I'd thank him for it when I saw it working.
Hot Baby Roy heard the loud music coming from next door a bit later and he asked what was happening.
I told him there was a party and we'd been invited if he wanted to go. He said that he'd probably make a dick out of me if he went there and got drunk.
I told him Hot Baby Roy was probably already doing that for me.
I took him for a walk into the city centre because I couldn't hack him sitting round the house in the state he was in. I thought it would make him calm down a bit.
This made him worse, he kept seeing all the tramps and saying "there's where I'll end up."
I the end I stopped outside a pub and told him that I'd go in with him and make sure he didn't drink. I wouldn't drink either.
He was scared to go in but I told him that I'd look after him.
He agreed that he'd go in for a coca-cola.
When we went in there was live music playing and he sat and talked to me about how the music was decent and I told him that he needed to learn to let other people do what they wanted and that it was okay if other people have different tastes.
He said that he had a right to say if things were bad. I told him he did but sometimes you just have to let things go and let other people do whatever is making them happy.
He said that was a fair point and said that he wouldn't stab Hot Baby Roy. We drank our mineral and went home.
He seemed calmer and he went for a walk earlier when Hot Baby Roy stuck on a mucky DVD.
Hot Baby Roy isn't talking about the party but he has a black eye and came home in tears last night. I'll get to the bottom soon enough.
