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hello. we are the 3 fuck heads of frimley green. no1 can match our drinking capabilities. people have tried don't get
me wrong. but also have mserbaly failed. for example. our m8 robo has tried keeping up with us b4. and ended up in hospital
with a broked jaw and is now known as jaws. we have another m8 hu iz a funni cunt dat goes by da name of jay. he enjoys whisky,
young ladies and killing people. he is facinated by blades and i'll leave it to you to think why we call him pyromaniac (twisted
fire starter). an all around general wierdo. the 3 fuck heads tom('arry), bav (phat man) an terry (paraletic tel). we carry
out our weekends by,
sent our m8 to have his stomach pumped,
general vandalism,
capability to get thru £80 worth
of booze in 1 nite between 3 of us,
gone to portsmouth for a sandwich,
reagular paraleticness,
firestarting,
nearly causing police death due to motorways,
dangerous driving (paraletic under15's),
stole a boat,
stole
a car,
stolen many bikes,
phone theft,
money theft,
fraud,
criminal damge,
gettin arrested,
gettin
chased while drinking,
gettin laidies and general mad shit.
dis lil bit iz a funni shit story.
it all started 1 day at phat mans house in the middle ov a chillin session. paraletic tel (who waz pissed) said, "oi
boyz....lightenin haz struk my brain" bav replied,"that must ov hurt", "it fukin did", replied tel. Tom added, "urgh arry..wats
ur idea?". Terry said, "lets go 2 coral reef!", no soona had we got 2 ascot, terry had anuva idea, sayin, "lets go 2 pompey
(portsmouth). The boyz replied, "all fukin rite then". So we got the train 2 portsmouth (or pompey as terry calls it), we
arrived at portsmouth and had da munchies. So we got a baguette and walked about 4 a bit, shouted at fat kids and then terry
had yet anuva idea and said "lets go 2 the isle of white and get pissed", so we tryed and failed because the hover craft maitey
wouldnt let us on because we were 2 fuked. We went towards brighton instead and then changed 2 bogner. 1 stop away from bogner, bav
had his 1st bright idea ov da day 2 go home. tom retracted his head from bavs arse and said, "ok then". So, they waz on their
way home (on the wrong train). When they went 2 open the door, terry cudnt handle a door switch, so they waz locked on and
ended up in basinstoke. They retraced their steps till terry fell ove and had anuva idea, "lets go get pissed", he said. The
uva boyz agreed and made their way home. No sooner had they made it 2 frimely, they realized that they had blagged their hole
day. This sent tom in2 a state ov depression, wich consiquented in all 3 ov them gettin paraletic, passin out and then u tell
me where they ended up. All in all...a good fukin day!
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