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28th April 2004 - Louis; Why my mum is
the coolest mum in the world This conversation happened some 3 years ago with James, my mum and I. James and I were doing our usual stuff at my place, playing video games for endless hours...endlessly...endlessly...endlessly. Mum : So James, how old are you now? James : I just turned 16 recently Louis : About six months younger than me Mum : Hiah Louis, why can't you be handsome like James? Big big eyes, fair skin.. James : It's just not possible. Perfection comes very rarely. Mum : Hahaha, James you're such an asshole. James : But i'm handsome. Mum : But you have no backside James : .... Louis : AHAHHAHAHAHAHAHA Mum : So James, are you still a virgin? Louis thinks: oh god, please tell me I didn't just hear that. James : uhm...yes? Mum : *LAUGHS PROFUSELY* James! You're 16 years old and you haven't had sex yet? AHAHAHAHHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAAH HOHOHOOOOHOOHHOH HAAHAHAHA HOHOOHOHHA HAHAHAHAAH HOOHOHH AHHAHA *exits the room* James : *silence* Louis : *silence* James : *silence...ears turns beet red* Louis : I have the coolest mum in the worl.... James : Yeah shut up Ahhhh...Good times..good times... 28th April - 2004 - James: Not Much New article on American Idol, rating the chances of the final eight. Man, I watch way too much of that show. Not much to say except that I'm currently in a real state of pain. We had a league game (when I say we I mean my football team) on Sunday, and by half time we were winning one nil and just as the whistle went I got absolutely hammered by this tall centre half. I got up and said "You better not do that again", and he was gonna say something back, probably clober me too, but the referee blew for half-time and brought us aside. Anyway our coach's half time team talk went: Good play, keep it tight, James I want that guy sent off. Oh, and don't be scared. So we went in for the second half, and about ten minutes in, they had a corner, our goal-keeper punched it out and it came flying towards me, I did some breath-taking control, looked up and saw that there was only one defender in front of me. Then I looked back to see how much time I had and saw that big galoot of a defender hurtling at me. I had one of those time-out moments you see in the movies and though: I have two options - a) Run with the ball, score, and bask in the adulation. b) Get this big fucker sent off. So I took one step forward, looked like I was about to sprint off, but instead, stopped and stood there. Right on cue, the big fucker lunged with his tree-trunk of a right leg and absolutely fucking butchered me with a stevie-G two footed scythe of a tackle. As I fell to the floor, I saw the referee take out the red card, him curse and then walk off. I felt so good it was un-real, I was about to laugh, when I realised that he had hit me...real, real hard. So now I'm paying the price with a massive bitch of a bruise. Oh, and we ended up drawing 1 - 1, lol. It reminded me of another time when I was playing football, about a month ago, it was probably one of the funniest moments of my life: This real big, fat beach-ball of a defender went up for a header and came down on top of me, almost crushing me, as I got up, our conversation went like this: Me: My god man, you belong in a fuckin cage. Him: Hey fuck you man...You're like a...a...like a little...one of those seven dwarves. Me: Man, you look like you ate the seven dwarves. He was about to smack me when the referee pulled us apart. Way too funny.
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