higher level of insulting, to put it in the words of Dylan Misso. Then
again, he’s the one who cried out "Someone’s nicked my spare pair of
undies!" in the all boy’s school change rooms. Smart one Dylan.
At any rate, I’m pretty cheesed off. Not swearing, see? It’s harder
than you think, when you feel like.. er, something bad. Like er… a..
er… whatever. Smooth vocab, eh?
Well, I thought I would say that I got a fine of $50 for riding on a
train without a ticket. I thanked him for it, but I have much to learn
about playing different parts. It was the one day I had to forget, but
I thought that I would play with fate and see if I could get away with
it. I learned my lesson. Gambling is a bitch.
Gamble everything for love, gamble everything. Put it in a place you keep what you need…