What about if, right, say you had just done a boozedrink in Onry's and were walking to the

bottom of Timber Hill when a dusty emo f**k zoomed up right quick on her Santa Cruz Mahaka and draped one of her fingerless gloves over your One Star Pro Lows whilst flapping her purple crinoline tutu and whispering "I hate my life - touch my leggings".

Would you shoot off up Timber Hill and climb on one of the tables outside The Woolpack and pretend to be a Henry Moore twisty statue or would you rest your chin on her mumblers and say "Look at me now dark princess".

So, what's it to be? Which one of those two choices would you pick?"

hmmm? hmmm?

Posted By: malkybarkid, Jan 20, 12:26:52