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@james1234
Haha, kidding.
Another story.
When I was 15 I started year 10, for this I had to change to a 'big' school. I met some new people and one chap in-particular called 'BB'. No idea why we called him that, we just did. BB's Dad used to ride a motorbike with flames down the side, his mum used to make clothing out of pressed flowers and they used to go to didgeridoo festivals, you know the type.
One friday night BB was having a small party in his summer house. His parents where out of town, all was great. We snook into the house at 2am and found some interesting tomato plants, there was only one solution but to roll them up in a rizzla, so we did.
30 minuets later I was baked. Seriously baked, but if we took anymore his parents would know. I had just received my first debit card through the post so I could now draw cash out and pay with my card, little did I know that it was a junior account and my mum received my personal statements through the post, it went a little something like this:
TSB CASH WITHDRAWAL: 10.00
CARD PAYMENT RIZZLA X1: 00.50
CARD PAYMENT LIGHTER X1: 00.98
CARD PAYMENT DORITO CHILI X5 : 04.00
and that's how I got caught..
By this time it was 4am and I didn't have a house key, so I had to sleep round BBs house. The crisps, pizza, chinese, indian takeaway and chips I had eaten earlier really did not feel too good in my stomach, I had to get rid of them. Where? In BBs 18 y/o brothers bed, while he was still in it.
His brother still works at a bar in Leicester, I still can't look him in the eye.