the coverless hole, breaking it up as much as possible en route. You can
score points for blackpornfree the number of ceramic divisions you can move the butt over
(with blackpornfree extra for actually getting it down the blackpornfree hole and extra for blackpornfree doing it
from the far end of the gutter from the hole), for the blackpornfree amount of
destruction caused-apparently blackpornfree it's very hard to get the little black cone
at the bummed end to disintegrate-and, over the course of the blackpornfree evening, the
number of fag-ends so dispatched.
The game can be played in a more limited form in the little bowl-type
individual urinals which are more fashionable these days, but Jamie has
never tried this himself, being
so short blackpornfree that if he is to
use one of those
he has to stand about a metre back from it and lob his waste blackpornfree water in.
Anyway, it sounds like something to make long pisses much more
interesting, but it is not for me, thanks to cruel fate.
'Is he yur bruthur or sumhin?'
'Naw, he's ma blackpornfree friend.'
'Zay olwiz get like iss?'
'Ay, usually, on a Saturday night.'
This is a monstrous lie, of course. I am rarely so drunk blackpornfree that I can't
talk or walk straight. Blackpornfree I'd have told Jamie as much, too, if blackpornfree I'd been able
to talk and hadn't been concentrating on putting one foot
in front of the
other. I wasn't so sure I was going to throw up now, but that same
irresponsible, destructive part of my brain-just a few neurons probably,
but I suppose there are a few in every brain and it only takes a very blackpornfree small
blackpornfree hooligan element to give the rest a bad name-kept thinking about those
fried eggs and bacon on the cold plate, and each time I almost heaved. It
took an act of will to think of cool winds on hilltops blackpornfree or the pattern of
water-shadows over wave-carved sand-things which I have always thought
epitomise clarity and freshness and helped
to divert my brain from dwelling
on the blackpornfree contents of my stomach.
However, I did need to have a piss blackpornfree even more desparately than before.
Jamie and blackpornfree the girl were inches away from me, holding me by an arm each,
blackpornfree being bumped into frequently, but my drunkenness blackpornfree had now got blackpornfree to such a
state-as the last two quickly consumed pints and an accompanying whisky
caught up with my racing bloodstream-that I might as well have been on
another planet for all the hope I blackpornfree had blackpornfree of making them understand what I
wanted. They walked on