Okay so a few days ago my friend Luke thought it might be a good idea to buy 2 crates of beer (36 beers in total) and we sat on a field with Felicity and Chanel after going to the local driving range and we drunk one of the crates and the girls had to be in so we walked them back and headed to mine with the remaining crate.
Once we got to mine I convinced Luke to come bmxing in Havant with 3 bmxers 2 of which I knew, we took the crate of beer and I took a bottle of Russian Standard which has an alcoholic percentage of 40%. We rode over 13 miles that night we got there and chilled in a skatepark for 20 minutes or so waiting for my friends to show up and a guy came over with no top on.
We got talking to him and his friend who were both rather drunnk then his friend suggested that the payment of 10 pounds would get us a night with his rather attractive girlfriend which we laughed at. Then my friends turned up and we left on our journey bmxing and drinking we hit a few street spots and I hit the floor quite a lot. We did find this creepy ass tunnel that me and Luke decided to crawl through which ended badly as I’m now covered in scrapes and scratches however we did finish all the beer and empty the bottle of vodka.
Towards the end of the night we found a bench and Luke layed on it and fell asleep so we could not resist but to attack him with boxes and take pictures which you can see below…
Luke also fell off my other bike and passed out in the grass which you can see pictures of below…
Don’t hit X yet I’m not done here are a couple of pictures of me on the floor after attempting to do tricks while being totally annihilated…
So after all of that shit I just wrote about we started to head home and on the way back I cut across Luke riding on the pavement and fell off my bike into a grassy/pebble area where because I had cut Luke’s path of riding up he shortly followed and we were both on the floor and we fell asleep there for 2 and a half hours then we woke up and got up and carried on with our journey home.
And on that journey home I fell off my bike into a ditch where it took me the best part of 5 minutes to get out of while Luke rode ahead not knowing I had went into it and I had to catch up to him, after a lot of fast riding I caught up to him and he was oblivious to the fact I was missing from 5ft away for 5 minutes.
Eventually we both made it home at around 7 – 9 AM after leaving Havant (5.7 Miles) at around 3:10AM we both woke up with the worst hangovers we have ever had, I’ve never had my head thumb so badly in my life it was horrible but overall a good night and I hope this post has provided you with some much needed comedy as I have not posted in a while.







