Quote Originally Posted by Ragatino View Post
hahaha yeah man! 20s, made of Rubber and Magic - Hangovers and Comedowns just bounce off.

Glorious afternoons, belting tunes, 3rd pint... taking it ez. A few good lads having the craic.

THEN BOOOM. We've lost cabin pressure!

The lad Ya mam calls 'a bad influence' & Ya Girlfriend calls 'A knob'ed' rocks up in a new pair or RayBans he got from his Marra who 'got a pallet load off the back of a lorry, a bucket hat, a freshly pressed (by his mam - of course he still lives at yam! haha) Fred Perry or Hackett Polo the bumbag of unknown deleights slung arrogantly over his shoulder...

All pre-confirmed plans of taking it ez, meeting up with the lasses later on and ganning for a Roast out at that fancy country pub over near the lakes tomorrow - OUT THE WINDOW.

That feeling in ya belly, the adrenalin dump at the realisation that you are going to disappoint and pi$$ off a lot of people for being AWOL. hahaha

"2 tickets to Carnage Central, please!"

hahaha good times!
Yes, skinning up with a Rizla and a packet of 20 tabs costing £3, not a mobile phone or tik tok cnt in sight. Living in the moment, 100% attention, in full technicolour engaging with those around you while slapping 20p down on the pool table and the missus loading the jukebox up for the afternoon. Yeah, meeting your mates not through social media but making arrangements days before.naming a time and fkn place to meet rather than texting it. You went to the bookies in person.

Better, simpler days.