wheres eric

oi!
don't be so surprised.

really not good here.

wanting to die,
big time.

thanks for wondering where i was mg.

morning eric - come on, admit it - you've been partying away for 3 days non-stop haven't you?

ohhhhhhh ABKO.

i've had it mate.

i need life to give a break,
or cash me,
one or the other.

go on holiday eric

missyj wrote:go on holiday eric

Louisianna?

missyj wrote:go on holiday eric

eastbourne?

thought you'd left us mj.

eric get to the docs asap.you need anti depressents and counselling.

I think a bit of dinner and a weekend away would do the trick.

no eric not left get out the rut for abit eric

Well eric, you've said you like reasoned debate and the consensus of opinion here seems to be get to the docs asap and get some prozac then book yourself off for a short holiday, London would be ideal, where you could annonymously get wankered off your tits on strongbow and JD

Abdul Kowalski wrote:short holiday, London would be ideal

When Dr Johnson said "He who is tired of London is tired of life", the suicide rate in the capital increased sevenfold. A tiny, Middle Ages grubby hole that several hundred years on became a huge, modern grubby hole. There aren't enough seats in Parliament for everyone elected to sit. Always found the rest of the city the same. Oxford Street induces something between tinnitus and PSH.

Don't mind London. Don't ever fancy going there (or indeed any city) by choice, though.

a huge, modern grubby hole

ideal place to get annonymously wankered off your tits for a weekend then

Could do that anywhere, Abdul, but wouldn't want to pay top dollar for the privilege. Blackpool with the world's financial sector.

(Actually, that's unfair. Blackpool is truly shit where you could never level that at London)

Ah, but I would get looked at in Blackpool and so would you and eric but in London we're all anonymous and a cheap b+b and weekend getting wasted shouldn't cost more than a couple hundred plus a bit for gambling or other sundries

gentlemen,
and ladies,
i thank you for your input.

if i had a choice,
of where i could live,
how i would live,
and with whom,or not,
i would live.
the answer would be the same.
i'm just not interested.

yes,
loadsa money would make a difference,
live somewhere quiet and out of the way.

have that weekend on the piss with ABKO.

and not have to go out after dark ever again,
unless escorted.

but really,
when all the dust has settled,
i'm still not interested.

i don't relish getting old.

if i could get away from here,
and go any place of my choosing,
i can't think of a place where i'd feel safe.

society is so base.

it's a shame but there it is.

and mg,
i may well end up seeing the doc,
because the gig i'm doing isn't for 50 odd year olds who work nights.
who knows?
i could just keel over on my flt.
how very apt.

Abdul, we wouldn't get looked at in Blackpool - everything from pensioners on packages through leather-booted thirtysomethings in pink cowboy hats or Mad Hatter foamware escaping the spouse for a weekend and being "colourful" because another one of their number is getting married so they're off to try and fuck any of fifteen Geordies of the opposite sex doing exactly the same only all in the same t-shirt with the condemned's mug on every one (pause for breath) to fifteen-year-olds all up for the day in Ted Baker or a skirt that defies the legal limit of "half an inch below minge base" (Bob Mortimer) each trying to shag anything that moves from the indeterminately-sexed seven-fingered operator of The Cage upwards and drinking bottles of Bud that they leave half full on Keep Left signs.

Everyone there is too wrapped up in themselves to notice us. And even allowing for that, it's still a cunt of a place. Best part about Blackpool is the road to Lytham.

missyj wrote:no eric not left get out the rut for abit eric

mj,
i need to get out full stop.
and it just aint possible.

was thinking,
were would i go?
couldn't get another mortgage,
and to rent a place i'd need a job to go to.

i wouldn't mind trying wales,
that's far enough away,
keep myself to myself.
but keeping yourself to yourself drives people nuts.
so i'm fkd either way.

it's get rich or die.

at least with money you can be miserable in comfort.