Pearl Jam Are My Favourite Grunge Band

I kung-fu kicked a man through a wall tonight.

It all started when I went down to Nanny Boo Boo's. I brought Battle Cat because me and her were going to go for a walk and she was going to come with us. Fabian Wildman was there and him and Nanny Boo Boo had been getting plastered together. It wasn't there fault though because I came unannounced. Fabian and me are getting on now, and have been for long enough that we've almost entered this uneasy passivity but it's like we won't acknowledge what happened before. I don't need to but I sometimes think he doesn't know what to do now we're not chugging away on crack pipes anymore.

So Nanny Boo Boo was plastered, well plastered, and if her blood pressure isn't the best she should calm it a bit, but she's not one to be told what to do. So after she fell asleep me and Fabian Wildman went for a long walk down the Lagan Meadows. It's getting pretty dark in the evenings now and we were really late coming back.

I'd been talking to him for ages all about grunge and Pearl Jam. I was telling him that Pearl Jam were the best of grunge and he was saying that he loves Pearl Jam the most out of all the grunge, he loves grunge but out of all the grunge he loves Pearl Jam best and when he wants to get in a really grungy mood and be all grungy he sticks on Ten and Vs.

Then this man came winding up out of nowhere on a moped and started slabbering all about how he'd seen mudhoney last week and he'd fight for their grunge crown. It was him that I kicked moped and all through a fucking wall or at least after a whole rainbow of sharpies that what I remember. Sniff sniff.