This is the typical kind of text conversation I have with my mate Kerm:
Me: WHAT'S YR GEN TO DA A (GET IT? I THOUGHT IT WAS WELL SMART) TONIGHT? WHAT TIME YE BE OUT?
Kerm: I AM OUT
Me: RIGHT THEN COVE I'LL SEE YE IN A BITCH
Kerm: HOW LONG'S A BITCH?
Me: AS LONG AS A WEE WIGGLY WORM WRITHING ON A WREATH
Kerm: FUCK YOU BOYROOT. TIME?
Me: HALF SEVEN GRUMPY BALLS X
Kerm has little patience for me being vague about what time I come out. As it happened, I went out about ten and I'm not even sure I saw him. When I came down from getting ready mum looked at me and said: I have to laugh at you, it takes you 6 hours to get ready and you look exactly the same as you started.
Now, back to what's really important. Halloween. Mel, Nelly and I need some costume suggestions. Dad, I know you offered some but if I'm going to be drinking a lot it's probably best I don't look like something so horrendous that I'm gonna want to puke when I look at myself. Any ideas, let me know.
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I bought a mask hats black and has feathers. I'm not really sure what its going to make me but I like t. It has beads too. Its been on my desk at work for about a week - I gotta take it to London and am atill working out to do that without snapping the feathers off.
Maybe I'll be a scary Venetian opera ghost. Is that even a thing. Ooohhhh this is tough but god damn I love Halloween.
xx
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