Richie, it’s 6am.

Epic snack pocket.

MAHHHH MANNNNN

Dress up the dodgems like JFKs car and folk standing around can fire Nerfs at them.

She likes this song.

Some chatter about Burrow being traded. Likely just the usual internet pundits but Bengals would be daft to even consider it. He’s not the problem.

The blandest cunt on the planet desperately wanting to be more than a WWE jobber.

The amount of sites I’ve had to sign up to this Christmas just to scrounge 10% off, I’m drowning in these emails for the next 40 years because I’m too lazy to unsubscribe and I might miss a discount.

Once seen my pals mum chuck the lid off a yoghurt pot in the garden bin. Pals dad took it oot and licked it clean. Bin was full of absolute shite and fag ash. Didn’t phase him. He’ll outlive us all.