If you were a toaster you'd be perfectly happy just sat around in the kitchen all day waiting for someone to pop bread in you and give you a lovely warm feeling all about your innards.
Now that I think about it, it's possible I'm a toaster.
You're not though, definitely. You need more than a bread donation and a wall socket to keep you happy on a daily basis. You need to rock, and for that, we salute you.
I don't normally send messages on a Monday, but I was sat here waiting for my pasta to become 'al dente' and wondering if you had a good weekend and if you were feeling ok.
Did you have a good weekend and are you feeling ok?
I kinda wanted to remind you about tomorrow night at Method too, it's going to be fun you see, or at least I think it is, did you get the invite? I hope you got the invite, If you didn't I'm sorry, If my postman doesn't finish his rounds before Jeremy Kyle starts he tends to just eat what's left.
I'm about to overcook my pasta, and I can tell you need a pee, so I'll get to the point.
£2 in all night. (Free if you got to Quiz Akabusi first.)
10pm-3am
Loads of drinks, including Jagerbombs, £1.50 all night.
Bottom Floor - Metal & Classic Rock
Middle Floor - Rock, Indie, Punk, Ska, Emo, and other stuff you like.
Top Floor - 50s & 60s Rock n Roll - a jiving funtime at the hop for twisting and shouting and a wam bam balooma a wam bam bop.
You'll come then? Splendid.
See you Tuesday, thanks for listening to my waffle. I'm off to phone my mum now and ask if she called me Russell because I'm a toaster.
x
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