I'm not venturing up town for a while

[The Hooded Man]

Last night after leaving the Tudor, I decided that it was a good idea to get naked. I dropped my trousers and pants in Harry's Kebab house. Atfer terrifying all of who were inside the building, I then ventured out into the streets, shouting "Av some of this you bastards!". As I continued to mouth off, I noticed a group of boys the other side of the road from me. Oh who cares I thought, St Albans lacks this sort of drunken humor, and so I started doing press ups in the middle of the road. These boys must of had a good view of my hairy [****!!****] going up and down. It wasn't very long after this act of stupidity that I realized,they weren't just strangers, they ghosts from my past. "Oh [censored]". Instinctively I made tracks in the opposite direction. Worst of all, they know who I am, and I often notice them around town on a saturday night. I'll just have to stick with the cherry's. What a depressing reality.

[EFM The Firm, The Voice]

Always London my hooded freind

[SAINTS64MAD]

Sounds like another amusing act of EFM

[Rob_the_Saint]

Sorry, I've donned my luminous Stockport Steward's jacket and moved this to the General Forum where it belongs.