The first time I realised I was an adult was in Port Hedland, 33 or so.
Standing in front of the ice-cream fridge trying to decide between snickers and peanut butter cup ice-creams and a little thought pops into the head, Fred, you can have both. Yeah, knew I was now adultjng in the most juvenile scenario. Fuckin’ love ice-cream.
Tonight, was chilling out at the park festivities, sipping on a cola, smoking a dart and trying to decide between waiting to finish the durrie before eating the frozen goodness or doing both at the same time. Then, the next topic popped into my head, pure inspiration. Time to continue the getting healthy conversation, ha-fucking-ha. I’m a funny cunt but you know this already.
So, let’s continue discussing getting the frame in good shape without being prats about it. While still living our damn lives.
Then, for mains fried chicken and chips.