this morning has been shit.
my dad called me at about 9 30 (still in bed) informing me that his car had broken down about a mile from home...laaameee. so i had to jump out of bed. no breaky. no shower. and walk to the car. when i got there i was like. so what we gonna do...jump start it? NO. YOU ARE GOING TO PUSH IT ALL THE WAY HOME.

WHAT THE FUCK.

so i ended up pushing this fucking car for a mile in shit arse traffic, through traffic lights, over junctions. i bet everyone was having megalols at me. i got really hot and sweaty and then when we got home, promptly puked on the ground outside my neighbours house WHO ASKED ME TO CLEAR IT UP.....wankers.

oh me.