Ahh... ...ye perr wee thing :) And damn right there should be a Britain Day - I'd join in the festivities and sing God S(h)ave the Queen the loudest - as long as I get to drink my own continental lager, and not that weak lemonadey pish (Carling) that you lot call beer around here :P
oh dear davina Rob,rob,rob,
I thought by now i had taught you all the lessons in the book on how to chat up women, in particular barmaids!
I feel you still have a lot to learn my son!
fred
At least I'm not as old as you! Thank you, thank you Master Dale! I look forward to my badge immensely. Glad to know you're still alive, and up to your usual tricks. Just remember - you can't hide on a ship, even one as big as yours.
(continue in a rasta voice)and i thought you was brains Rastafariiiiiiiiii!, dood you tooootally greened me! cant believe you stepped on me dreamland (minus the violence). me spiritual dreads are curling at da thought man! hopin ya drank it t'all in fa me-i cant wait for de picshure show when ya back on home island.
big hug aw robs-cheer up me ol mucker-at least you had nowt to do with the horrendous film that is pirates of the carripoo three. an unbeleivable waste of three hours!! i hope that there are some beautiful things out there to make up for the selfish tarts-women huh. you can only hope that they will get caught drunk in the cargo hold a-lah titanic steamy scene and be thrown over board...
keep up the good work-i hope you do get some time off to feel your toes in the sand.
miss you dude.
I hate tourists Hey rob, Glad to hear your having a good time!!! just think it could be worse, you cold be in the middle of a hot smelly indian city like me. Starting to prefer the locals to the bloody stupid, mainly american tourists i occasionally see, bumbags really, it just says mug me! enjoy your blog, keep it coming and look forward to a pint we next meet. take it easy mate
Karol
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Ahh...
...ye perr wee thing :) And damn right there should be a Britain Day - I'd join in the festivities and sing God S(h)ave the Queen the loudest - as long as I get to drink my own continental lager, and not that weak lemonadey pish (Carling) that you lot call beer around here :P