My friends > my parents

Some of you may know I was wronged some months ago when a can of Slurm I had managed to find was stolen and consumed back in England. Several broken promises and remorseless months later and finally I have some form of retribution. Two co-workers took it upon themselves, unprompted, to help an English boy in need and this is what they came up with.

One refreshing can of Slurm. You should have seen my face when I unwrapped the box it came in. It was like seeing Rooney get that hat trick against Fenerbahçe on his debut. But what could be better than a can of Slurm?

TWO cans of Slurm, that's what."One to drink and one to keep". And I'm not even finished...

The pièce de résistance. Once again Nina and Kristel, thank you.

I don't mind naming and shaming since, as I said, there was a lack of remorse for the original wrongdoing. I realise I've lumped my mum in with the entry title as well which may be a tad harsh, but she should be supervising him better. Also they've shifted all the crap in my room around for basically no reason whatsoever. You know when you see parents on the news who have kept their child's room exactly the way it was when they left so if they come back it'll be like they never left? Why can't they do that? Just shut the door and leave it. Now I have to reorganise all those PS1 games I'll never play.