A long weekend. Beautiful sunny weather. Outdoors all day. Summertime temperatures. That's livin' alright.
Tottenham's last chance for European football next season is nigh. A win away at West Brom (who, in fairness, really need the points) is the absolute minimum required. Little Jefoe might start if he's in the right frame of mind after the murder of his half-brother. What on earth was all that about?
This weekend I am listening to old Blur singles from the boxset and 'Jizz In My Pants' haha.
They said it was gonna be cloudy today but so far there's no sign of it. I wonder if there's anything else I can find to blast clean with my new high-pressure wash thingummy? Hmm..
Today I shall be strutting around outdoors with my top off. It's the default setting. If you don't like it muthaf**ker then f*ck you too.
Today my undercrackers were of a pinkish hue...does that make me less of a man?
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