"A perfect end to a perfect evening field we are lost in to a fucking field!"(cinders)
Time flys when your lost
after being lost for dunno how long we got back to my place very tired at 25 to 6 in the moring and the only things awake at this time is Me, cinders and lucy my cat.
Yes the fun dont stop there another night which went very well 27th june
Ok so Cinders brings over a bag of plaster, all we need to do now is think of how we can use it :). so we sit in a room playing the PS2 well me and Cinders well throwing the paster bag around then at the same time we say balloons and we knew what we were on about.So we run to the  shop and get 3 packs of balloons and food die and got the plan underway.
As you can see thats our fun sitting on the floor (to the left and right) he he he he...
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