To the bloke who earlier tonight reached out of his car window and slapped me on the arse as he drove past me on Skinner Street, Whitby - and hit me so hard that I swear I actually thought he'd sideswiped me with the fucking wingmirror until I realised I could see him shaking his hand out as he drove away? Why yes, I DO keep my keys AND a not
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*HUGS*
It seems like the end of the night, turned out good though. :)
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Good that the rest of the evening turned better, though :)
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And yeah, it was a definite improvement, thankfully... :)
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I'm glad Mike prevailed at the open mic night, though, sounds great! And a little surreal!
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And trust me you should've been there, it was one of those perfect-on-the-night moments. I never would've expected to get that particular shiver down my spine in the front room of a pub listening to a mate playing guitar... but, oh yeah. *griiiiin*
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That's cos she's METAL.
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