My backpack is named Fred, some goth kid named it Fred, he just started talking to it one day calling it Fred. That is no bullshit, that really happened...
I had a date in a butty shop, but the only thing I can eat is chicken lips. I got told they were too expensive. What can I get then and I ended uop with a chicken nuckle sandwich which made my mouth bleed. I got charged 5 quid now I hate chicken but everything tastes like chicken, so we should change chicken to BISHOP. Get the col. and have some greenhill fried bishop. It tastes better when its burnt alive, but b4 doing that break the fuckers nuckles and shave the lips off.