tosspot in txt
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7 Jun 2007, 21:52
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Journals
"Ugh Finland". This was the message of a man who has provided me with an excuse to stop economics revision. Inspired really. Some of the drunken ramblings I have received off this 
Hellgoat wannabe are more than worthy of publication.
Sadly I have yet to receive proper picture messages. This is not due to a lack of effort. I ask politely to see a few pictures of the vomit stained, pill popping night that has been enjoyed up north in York, but nothing ever comes. You may draw your own conclusions from this. On to the evidence!
Waiting in line for a train at Marylebone, my phone emits a beep and several fat joes turn around to see the words now displayed on the screen. Que tuts of disapproval (presumably for the sheer effort that went into the language) when they see:
I have yet to discover quite what was meant by "xfire massive". Currently I believe it is a reference to
Fusen.
However a return to normality soon followed, as I attempted to source a reason for this random ghetto style tirade. It turned out the reason was quite simple:
Several key questions arised here. Foremost, what was meant by "bunt"? Surely not that baseball shot they play? Then, secondly, why was my beloved Toss "fucked" by 7pm? Yes it was Friday night, but have some refrain!
The next text prompted me to retaliate:
I regret I cannot remember the reply I sent to this, however it must have been a) awesomely witty or b) highly effective as this pleasing reply came back:
But this is not the only series of strange and scary experiences I have had with Imperious relating to a mobile phone! An entry from May 30th 00.26 reads:
Fast forward seven hours to 07:05 the same day:
...as if this bold statement somehow was intended to draw all the girls within a kilometer radius of whichever phone displayed the message flocking to his door. Not a great plan, as I'm sure you can imagine, because even if a gaggle of gagging-for-it girls did come aknocking, 7am TosspoT is "not a sight you really wish to remember".
Brilliant this quoting lark. It exonerates me from everything \o/
Other random text:
Make sure they wear a jonny.
Hellgoat wannabe are more than worthy of publication. Sadly I have yet to receive proper picture messages. This is not due to a lack of effort. I ask politely to see a few pictures of the vomit stained, pill popping night that has been enjoyed up north in York, but nothing ever comes. You may draw your own conclusions from this. On to the evidence!
Waiting in line for a train at Marylebone, my phone emits a beep and several fat joes turn around to see the words now displayed on the screen. Que tuts of disapproval (presumably for the sheer effort that went into the language) when they see:
I have yet to discover quite what was meant by "xfire massive". Currently I believe it is a reference to
Fusen.However a return to normality soon followed, as I attempted to source a reason for this random ghetto style tirade. It turned out the reason was quite simple:
Several key questions arised here. Foremost, what was meant by "bunt"? Surely not that baseball shot they play? Then, secondly, why was my beloved Toss "fucked" by 7pm? Yes it was Friday night, but have some refrain!
The next text prompted me to retaliate:
I regret I cannot remember the reply I sent to this, however it must have been a) awesomely witty or b) highly effective as this pleasing reply came back:
But this is not the only series of strange and scary experiences I have had with Imperious relating to a mobile phone! An entry from May 30th 00.26 reads:
Fast forward seven hours to 07:05 the same day:
...as if this bold statement somehow was intended to draw all the girls within a kilometer radius of whichever phone displayed the message flocking to his door. Not a great plan, as I'm sure you can imagine, because even if a gaggle of gagging-for-it girls did come aknocking, 7am TosspoT is "not a sight you really wish to remember".
Brilliant this quoting lark. It exonerates me from everything \o/
Other random text:
Make sure they wear a jonny.
what does one need refrain for to not be fucked by 7mp on friday night!
other than that amusing journal! quite refreshing after all the perfo accusing rubbish :P