So we had a house party up in Camden last night and it went off like a house on fire…got to meet a load of nice people…but there was this one that cracked me up.
Mark, as he will now be known, got talking to me about bikes…and I was in there like a shot…anyway, after talking for about an hour he said "yeah, there are a load of bikers outside my flat every bloody friday night on chelsea bridge causing havoc and it really p****s me off because I paid a fortune for it…REALLY didn’t have the heart to tell him that I was one of them but inside I WAS PI**ING MYSELF laughing .
That’s funny, did you ask him how he managed to buy a flat there without actually knowing about an event that’s been established for about fifty years? What a dimwit Hope he’s not a close friend!
the chelsea bloke remonds me of a story nr here.
Dockhead there is a fire station, bloke buys a flat nearby and soon after is complaining about the fire engines siren when leaving st at night, FFS, lol ya dont need twats like that.
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Hope he’s not a close friend!
