Uncle Bryn

Out for a drink with my uncle bryn
do u know him works in dyn 
he bit of alckie likes his gin
he got hit last night on the chin haha funny as F**k laneded in bin
I just laughed and give him grin
He lost his phone and snapped his sim 
he homeless now dont know where hes binn 
i reckon he got mrs sticking it in i dont know but heard her name is lynne 
she charged him fiver cause she on the game
rip off ***** she didnt charge me same .
well av nice night and dont get drunk and stay from lynne she rip off C**t
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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