It so happened I think that on the night we got back from the Christmas a holidays Dave said heed wait a day later after his bus went, and then try a miracle of physics by being on it the next night to get to collage. As one would think, this was impossible to achieve, even for a man as impressively talented as Dave is. So we got a phone call from Dave to say he would need a lift down, after a bit of humming and a inch of hawing, the Scooby gang got into Joes car and set off to find Dave at 21.59. First we went up to my house to drop off my shit. And then we set off.
Is the life of one man worth four?
As tom hanks might say I remember Monday night being the frostiest mother fucker of a night that I was ever stuck in a car for, and the weather chick said it would be worst in the midlands, right where Dave was stuck in the middle of. I'm just reading my notes from the trip, man I cant remember any of this shit: "11.50 john confuses Santa with saddam" like what the foggy was that all about, hope some one else knows "11.54 Joe is fucked by the devils bone" hmm....eh? All that shit was on the way, to athlone we got there anyway, we passed the famous hill of knockshegowna, its famous to anyone whose been to or near gurteen collage {brian knows it}
On we went, the lads knew Dave lived in a house, and it was on the end of a street, and it might be number 18. So naturally with this wealth of information we set out to find it before Dave found us. Well that didn't take a while or anything, we parked right outside his house and rang him then drove off to a big knacker hole with burnt out cars and shit. We eventually found Dave wandering the streets and went in to his house. This was the highlight of the night, we got to play with the kids toys in the sitting room, Dave was ashamed and was mad to get us out before his mother saw us. Id say meself doh that she must be really foxy and he didn't want all that shit that wud follows. Out of the house into the car, Brian the fucker walked all over my jumper, which had just been washed by Mrs. Delaney the Saturday previous. Well done son, I didn't mind doh yer grand. Dave gave us the grand tour of athlone and we collected our Roscommon stone at the Hudson Bay hotel and headed off home
Colm turns into tricky dickey
If you've ever seen Richard running around coronation street killing all the old wans, you'll know what it was like sitting in the Car at 44 minutes past 1 on the night of Monday the 7th of Jan, where one poor misfortunate bastard of a fox was cruelly mallavogged into the road by Joe carter, in fairness to Joe or colm, dere wasn't much he could do, but we got out and sang the national anthem for it, well I only know the 1st few line so I didn't sing a whole heap. Anyway that's all I can remember
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