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	PAISLEY CELLS
	Well this story is kinda blurry. Pat,Fazza,Burnsy and I got drunk in Glasgow and met these 2 girls. One of the lassies asked me and Pat to stay with her in Paisley (Being drunk it seamed a plan n a half lol) But she forgot to mention her step-dad is a boy hating baldy bastart:O lol So Pat and I ended up getting the train from Glasgow to paisley then a bus to some scheme. We walked in the lassies house just after midnight without her step dad seeing us. We were sitting in her room watching something when Pat was on msn talking to burnzy (who was now home in his house" and had the webcam on. Pat decided to randomly stand up and shout "MATEEEEEEEEEEEEE" as loud as he could. Her step dad shouted from a few rooms away I HEARD A FUKINN BOIIII. The lassies pushed me and pat under the double bed and barrackaded the doors trying to say there are noboys and they are getting changed to buy us time.While all this was happening Fazza was watching it all on webcam lol Me and pat were under this bed howlin with laughter while these lassies desperately tried to cover the sides of under the bed up with boxes and covers. Her dad eventualy got in and knew straight away we were there n tried to grab us so me and pat climbd out the window and did the off :D lol Now we were stuck lost in the streets miles away from home at about 3 in the morning in the pissing rain. We seen a hotel with a wedding function on and went to take shelter. Somehow people thought we were with the reception and we ended up on the karaoke lol This next part is a bit of a blur I just rember a crazy guy chasing us through a fire exit and me falling through it lol. So we were back on the streets again I was now so drunk i seemed to think i was in the film 28 days later and thought no one was left in the world lol we decided to give up and sat in a busstop attempting to wait for the next bus which would have probably been about 4 hours away lol Then the police drove by into the hotel we had been in, they drove back and put me and Pat in the van. We then got put in a cell(mines was shit was like sitting on a wooden box with kitchen towel wrapped round ye listening to drunken slags screeming at each other) and called tattie pickers off the cell guard because of where we are from lol. In the morning we got let out and hit with breach of the peace the police said we had "challenged the elderly to a lightsaber duel in the carpark of the hotel" I don't know if its true or not but thats life. Anyway the morrow of the story is - dont trust lassies u barely know...or bald fat men.
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