...is alive and well - but only just! After watching his beloved team Arsenal FC of norf London take a right royal shafting (4 - 0) from the Manc lads, he went out on the piss to drown his sorrows. He's just woken up and he's got a tattoo on his arm! He can't remember how it got there!! He's probably got tats of Howesy and Photon but they're "out of view" 'cos they've been etched into a body part that he can't see unless he becomes a contortionist.Bob, I'm sorry mate, honestly. It's got nothing to do with me, I promise. I was out having a drink and a laugh about Sheffield Wednesday's relegation hopes with my mate Colin. We were nowhere near Bruiser's Ink Parlour.
I'm really, really sorry.
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IT'S NOT SO BAD.
I've often woken up with arse-and-all covered after a shafting. Much worse than a tattoo- it's all in the game;-)
I dread to think what your arse was covered in after your shafting,
but I hope it was worth it.
What's the tattoo of?
I haven't got the faintest idea, Joanne.
Poor Robert. It's just one thing after another. All those Goth girls at Myspace have worn him out.
Thank you so much for the donation you lovely lovely man. Looks like I am going to have to do the damm 5K now :)
I'd say that was marginally better than the fishnets and speedo combo of a few weeks back....
ya'll scare me sometimes, sugar! ;-)
DH - The goth girls have worn him out, but Bob's not complaining.
Eliza - Don't forget your comfy trainers!
RoMo - Even better than the Alexander McQueen cape? No.
Savvy - Remember, England is the home of Hammer horror. It started over here, sugar!
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