My daughter was given a certificate/merit thingy for somehing or other at her school prize giving day. You know the sort of thing an evening of up mainly up their arse type people self congratulating each other. And before anyone says it. No im not that sort of person, I went because of the shit my daughter has had to enure over the last couple of years it was in recognition of her surviving in the most adverse conditions without breaking,,,,so far.
Actually I would of given everything to have been able to break wind at 150 decibels whilst in that hall with them all. If my daughter and wife hadn't of been there I would of, at the very least, tried.
My daughter is at the same School that I went to and hated so many years ago (at least 5) and the times I got caught smoking and doing ermmmm other stuff
is nobodies business So I decided that i'd have me a trip back in time. Though I don't smoke anymore :sad: (i really miss it) I managed to purloin some snout and rolled myself a bomber of a doobie and proceeded to smoke it whilst circumnavigating the old school haunts. OK i know it wasn't clever or big and indeed maybe it was a little sad but I felt wonderful! There I was smoking in School - The only thing that would of improved the moment would of been the old headmaster going purple with apoplexy.
