Safe2Rant

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Ello.
Since it's safe again, may I rant for just abit.
Work seems to last forever. (fuck off, Deny! Don't start!)
I'm just hoping I'll be free for the Rock & Roots Festival.
My Dad will be super psych, for sure.

Fuck me. . . the fight cannot be more one-sided.
Well, at least Clottey knows how to block. Wow.
He sure didn't come to box.
But to be fair, Pacquiao was relentless.
Some of the combos he threw was just breathtaking.
Mayweather, Ze'Chicken Shit, c'mon bruv!
you know that we know that you know you want to.

The closest thing we'll ever get to juicy celeb gossip.
Well, I shouldn't associate Casanova Jack with the word "juicy".
But I've had it. Really.
Everyday its been about this fuckin' geezer.
Sexual escapades lah.
Mistresses lah.
Press conference lah.
Wife fainted lah.
Harassment through SMS lah.
Fine. I get the story. We all fuckin' get it.

I'm banking on a Chelsea win later on.
Reason? Too strong.
(note to self: You are such a simpleton bastard!)

peace.

Dear Ed

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Eddie...oh, Eddie...
how heartbreak seems to sing;
in time I'll understand,
for now,
I shall admit defeat.