We have been travelling now for the best part of 11 hours and you would have expected us to have arrived at a place "just up the road", hours ago. This begs the question, "Mouldy, are we lost or wot?"
Bomber is getting more and more irate and has even threatened to stab the DJ (Mouldy) if he keeps playing half a fuckin' song. Stab him with what was the question on every one's lips!
Keep chucking bananas at that fuckin' northern monkey Tim. Apparently the latest update from Big Ben was that he was convinced he had contracted deep vein thrombosis and would be having words with his younger brother when we eventually stopped. Tim was last seen putting on his training shoes, ha, ha.
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