Thursday, 21 May 2009

So unlucky, bruvs

Ok today I woke up and my dad bring me £1000 to go to wholesalers and cash and carry for things for shop. I put my jeans and vest on and go on my way. As I'm walking down the street I see so many lucky signs that make me think I should go and invest my father's money for a nice return at the casino. So I write all the lucky signs I see on my right hand side on my mobile phone. I left out my neighbour Tung's house cos he is bastard.

Here is the list. 2,4,6,8,10,12,14,16,18,20,22,24,26,28,30,34,36.

I get to the casino planning to only do one £200 spin but they won't let me in in my vest. I go mad. I say 'Bring manager'. "I been coming to the casino every week since I'm 14 and now you say I can't come in with vest. Bastard". So I go down the road and buy a t shirt for £6 and now I'm on tilt. I go back in casino. 32 repeat - fucking bastard. Du lei lo mooooooo gala casino.

I'm losing £700 so I go to wholesalers and buy a bit of chicken and the rest cat food for the shop with the last £300. My dad will either have to mix the two to make meat last longer or feed lots of cat food to the 9 cats that live in the kitchen and then use a couple of them for food.

Anyway I tell my dad what happened and he went mental. How can you leave out 0 and 32 you stupid boy. Always bet ZERO AND FIRTY TWO. AYAAAAAR. How many times I have to tell you!!?

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