Last night I avoided the Inner City Pressure and went to Wembley Arena. It was awesome.
I didn’t meet a girl called Jenny, but I did pick up some tips for wooing a lady. All I need now is a dodgy haircut, some tights, and a massive horse.
You may breathe a sigh of relief that the need to work will cut my ramblings short at this point. But if you still crave entertainment, point your browser to YouTube and search for Flight of The Conchords. You won’t be disappointed.