Damn you, meteorlogical malaise!
Busy day today. So busy, I missed the usual bus back. And the sky began to spit a bit.
Oh woe, oh wail, oh misery!
So, I cancelled all plans for late night Birthday pubbery & BBQ burgery.
That's burgery, not buggery. or burglary. or something.
Anyhoo. Stumbled onto the later bus - got a txt. BBQ done, but Cards Against Humanity going on. Stop off betwixt bus & home for a bit.
As Fate would have it, the bus was about to reach the relevant stop!
So I hopped off.
Then realised I was one stop early, and had to sickly trudge up the road!
Anyhoo, upshot: A it of gameage - won 7 rounds in 40 mins. Not bad, thanks to a ginger's freckled ballsack, Panda Sex, and various other depraved card draws.
However, upon leaving for the final, final bus of the night, Ye Deity Above decided to unzip his trouserial fly and let loose Ye Golden Showerre O' Ye Goddes.
A moistened mane would be a disaster! Luckily, he of the Angry Penis Purple Curly Wurly Murder, lent me one of them Salmonella (ella ella, eh, eh, eh) to stave off the final drips of God's dripping cockend.
However, it seems that my raiment is not rain resistant! Piratewear is pretty porous, permitting precipitation to permate the product and dampen my epidermis!
How them there Black and Blue Beards kept dry upon the high seas, I'll never know!
