Earleh into City to get some tickets for Russell Brand.
First stop: Smithe for a Lotto ticket.
What's? I can't has me plus 5? And I can't have me Wednesday ticket?
Wassat? Lotto is changing and going up to 2 squid a ticket!
Feckcicles!
So, grumble grumble, off to Theatre.
"Xym, get tickets up to 20 squids. Should start at £6.50 upwards"
6th in queue. Not too bad.
Doors open...
Oh, only one slow old duffer and a fawning girl on the desks.
First up...
"Can I has 10 coporate tickets. And I'm a friend of the Theatre. And I have these discounts and...."
Shut yer face and just buy a ticket, you miserable old witch! Tickets are selling faster online!
Second person with the old duffer...
"Well, we have seats here, or here, or upstairs here"
"Ummm. errrr... let me think"
No! Don't think. Buy and FUCK OFF!!
A thousand years later I gets served.
"What are the ticket bands?"
"All tickets are £27.50 for this show Sir"
Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuckitty Fuck
"Gimme 4 so I can just fuck off out of here, ya cuntbox!"
Grrrrrr...
There was something else that caused great vexation too, but I can't remember because EVERYTHING'S gone to shit today
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