All Workers Unite
2005-12-27 11:10 GMT
Against my predictions Christmas went by without solitude and grief. On Christmas Eve me and Jay went out looking for a decent night club and got completely wasted. On Christmas day I met Mike in the morning and we visited local prison to see one unlucky friend of ours. For the record, he still had his humour, because he didn't assault me straight away when I asked if he is huband or wife or do they occasionally swap roles in his current relationship.For those of you who intend to visit prisons it is good to know that bringing condoms to inmates is vain, since they get all the condoms and lubricants from prisons very own medic. It is a right of inmates protected by the law. Anyway I was lucky to get into prison in the first place, since Mike described alcoholic fumes evaporating from my skin as toxicating. But as we all know, if you drink until they close the bar, there is a price to pay next morning.
Official Christmas program started after my courtesy visit. We got together with MC DeathMonkey members and had our dinner. Unlike I anticipated everyone who should've been there came. Even Jay tried, but on his way to the meeting point he encountered so-called "free woman" and was lost on this trip. We had great time drinking, smoking, eating and playing games. On my part it ended a bit earlier than I hoped, because it seems I've developed myself an allergy towards cats. It isn't bad though, or so we can derivate from the fact that I spent 8 hours there without suffocating. Last hour started to be quite annoying though.
On Boxing Day there wasn't any boxing. Instead of physical exercises I slept late and spent whole day chilling and eating.
Putting it all together it was another good drunken Christmas for the flying pigs. And we'll have to wait until next year to top it.
Joe
Satans Little Helper