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I would also like to be assured of this.
See, us seaside hippies worry about you, Leg.
Oh, for sure, don't worry. If I give the impression of being surrounded by absolute shitheads half the time, well, yeah, I was, thanks to bad circumstances- I only hung out with the really nasty idiots because there was no-one else around who wasn't actively baying for my blood, and the simply idiotic idiots I got put with through chance, but there's plenty of groovy chaps around now.
Got rid of the idiot mates a while back, and have a thoroughly decent crew, and am moving to a nice new house where at least three of the other four tenants are basically a hug in a mug. Haven't met the fifth one, but there's no reason to expect him to be anything less than tip-top. |
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