Things are going quick. Rekon were gonna have this line finished for november haha missions. Guess the rains came last week so robert dougal melvinson got the new shit we built packed. Fucking clarts in spar. Go in to buy some week beers, new person on till. ID's me so no problem, give it to her. Then she starts laughing cos that pic was taken when i had short hair and shit. Then the clart calls her supervisor because she carnt tell even thou i push my hair back and it was a driving licence with feckin illumination shit. So she serves a customer, then fecking loses my id down back of till sour, laughing all the way the claret. Finally supervisor comes gets id from till then asks me if id paid for them already, was fully thinking of saying yeh and walking out. But had motor so i would have been flushed and stalled alot of times haha. Let her off tho rekon it was her first day, made amusment just for how much of a clart she was aha.
Found a ballbearing grenade in the woods pretty offit shit man. Mabe a present/boobytrap from the B witch. Fuk that shit steer well clear of her, i dont wanner get cursed anymore. Woods might be riding this weekend if the weather does what its ment to do from today.
See u there either way digging or riding
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