Amsterdam returns...

...and this time I'm going to a sex show! Last 3 times I've been to the Dam I never got to go one; 1st year I was with my family, 2nd I went to see BRMC instead and 3rd it was just me and my homegirl so that would have been weird/dangerous? Plus we were too busy trippin' balls on some mexican magic.

I'm really excited and a little apprehensive because I'm going with Murray, Jonny, Chris and Ibby (maybe Eddie and Elliot)...I don't think Davey appreciates that too much, I hope we don't fall out about it.

Today is so boring that I'm considering doing some work.

Oh shit I nearly forgot, I saw these chav lads break into a car outside my flat last night (at 1st I didn't realise it wasn't this guys car because I didn't see him break the window) anyway the lass from across the street came out and asked me if I'd seen anything, next thing I know this lovely cop guy was asking me for a description.

About an hour later we were skinning up and I hear a knock, go downstairs and its the police wanting a formal statement so I fucking ran upstairs and was trying to stash everything, did just in time but it was tense.

They were nice guys though, as I was double checking the info we taught them the advert game (ie/ if its for cornflakes, you have to shout cornflakes before the advert says it...that sounds confusing) and they were joining in haha! One of them got well into it;

"SAINSBURY'S....don't know why I said that, it's calpol hahaha"

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