How ironic, just the other day, this lad in my school called Grimpster (Yes thats his surame and his nick name, im not even jocking) is annoying me like he always does and he is singing, and i move away and he folows me and carrys on, so i beat him up after school and I! get in trouble, wtf, its not like i didnt try to stop it ffs. hes a douche anyway, he has this gash down the side of his face and he says its from when he fell off his bike, witch is quite funny beacuse he is in my science class, and the teacher goes, ouch, how ever did you get this aweful gash, and he goes, oh i fell of my bike, and then half the class yess, "AAAH NO ITS NOT ITS FROM WHEN YOU GOT TWATTED BY DAVE!"
also, thats what they talk like, i live in liverpool
damn that was fucking essay wasnt it?