Following on from the 'Boils my piss' thread, what little pleasures in life make you really happy -
One of my favourites of late is girls I went to school with decide to put their pole dancing pictures on facebook for all to look at and get slightly horny over the situation
Plus when I see girls I went to school with who were fuck ugly wanting to get it on with me turn out to be stunning.
Im going to make the special effort to go back to my home town and fuck their brains out
Quote by GelseSo whats your lives little luxuries?
Stella
He said luxury. Not cheap, chemical laden hangover causes.
Holidays, just booked a long weekend in copenhagen. Going for a nice meal. A bloody good vodka with ice. By good I mean grey goose or belvedere or 42 below.
I'm not really sure of all this pressure, I'm never gonna lose any of my old letters, 'Cause they'll stay with me, Until I can see that I'm no one
Quote by GelseSo whats your lives little luxuries?
Stella
He said luxury. Not cheap, chemical laden hangover causes.
Holidays, just booked a long weekend in copenhagen. Going for a nice meal. A bloody good vodka with ice. By good I mean grey goose or belvedere or 42 below.
I am quite partial to a good single malt whisky too but a stella goes down well too
Never, ever, argue with an idiot. They'll drag you down to their level and beat you with experience
tartan/tattersall check / blankets, triangular cut sandwiches, girls with little/no make up. girls with flowery dress. football nonsense. cream teas. obscure or unexpected wildlife. the sea/sky.
reached for the secret too soon, cried for the moon.
Now that the schools are out, I enjoy the guessing game on my drive home as to whether the leggy birds on Eccy Road are legal or not.
Plus: Bear Grylls, good coffee, the prospect of getting all the lads back together on Saturday for a proper away day, pasta, being able to go to site on sunny days
Quote by Mersons BookieNow that the schools are out, I enjoy the guessing game on my drive home as to whether the leggy birds on Eccy Road are legal or not.
DJing watching everyone go mental is a big kick. Drugs obviously, I really enjoy them to be honest but also the aftermath back at houses etc where you can fuck about a bit more always keeps me smiling for a good week. Writing, I think it's a great form of expression and I love reading other people's articles on clothing and music which is why I embrace the blog world. And again being totally honest a good row at the football and the night that followed it can take some beating. Finding new music. Finding new clobber and getting it. Photography I've really got into the past year. But top of all that is my kids and the time spent with them, my 2 year old is amazing at the moment, so funny.
Lie in's. A cold can of red stripe on a hot day. Weaving in and out of traffic on a bike at super fast speed. That first kiss with someone new. Payday. The smell of horseshit and hamburgers on a saturday. Good jukeboxes. Those nights where you pop out for some milk and end up coming home plastered at 3am with a traffic cone. Finding a rare pint glass in a pub you don't yet own in your collection. Wearing a pair of trainers for the first time. When your tattooist says "all done". A cup of tea after a shit day at work.
Quote by get the beer inNothing beats the thrill of taking delivery of a brand new jacket, taking it from its packaging and trying it on for the first time.
Edit: "And it fitting perfectly.....".....
"The nightmares invading the sleep of Bayern fans involve four horsemen of the Champions League Apocalypse riding towards them. As the faces come into focus, they will recognise Frank Lampard, Cole, Petr Cech and Drogba. All were immense..."
Sitting at your desk at work on a dull Wednesday morning, enduring all manner of shite indie on the radio when suddenly 'Energy Flash' by Joey Beltram comes on
Getting a bet up - a decent bet. Hundreds of quid upwards - and the buzz of watching it come in. Fucking ace. A blow-job. Simple. Can't beat receiving a good bj. A freezing cold beer - one that is hovering on the brink of being actually frozen but still fully liquid enough to drink. Being on a Carribean beach at around 530pm, sun starting to drift down, cocktail in hand, turquoise sea, golden beach....... A good night out, with your favourite music playing, friends and family with you. A spending spree on clobber - particularly when it's laden with bargains. Mondays off work. nothing like Sunday afternoon watching Sky sports, drink in hand, Mrs Ramsees making a nice tea, and knowing you're gonna get bladdered cause you've no work tomorrow to get up for
"The nightmares invading the sleep of Bayern fans involve four horsemen of the Champions League Apocalypse riding towards them. As the faces come into focus, they will recognise Frank Lampard, Cole, Petr Cech and Drogba. All were immense..."
Finishing work on a friday, watching your team win away, returning to your hometown when you've been away for a bit, watching super sunday laid on the couch when hungover, sat in a warm boozer with your pals watching the scores come in on a cold saturday afternoon, birds in tight fred perry t shirts, days off during the week, the list goes on I'm easily pleased.
Quote by get the beer inNothing beats the thrill of taking delivery of a brand new jacket, taking it from its packaging and trying it on for the first time.
Edit: "And it fitting perfectly.....".....
And giving it the old Fonzarelli big thumbs up treatment.
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