THAT'S RIGHT! COME ONE COME ALL TO THIS DEADLY HOUSEHOLD. LOCK UP YOUR DAUGHTERS, YOUR SONS, YOUR PETS...FUCK IT, LOCK YOURSELF UP WHILE YOU'RE AT IT. THE TWHL LADS ARE BACK IN DA HOUSE.
CAN I GET A "OH NOSES" ???...
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ahemSorry. Its just kind of a big thing.
We begin the day like any other. Daubster and Saribous have just finished an uncomfortably long semi-naked hug in the kitchen as Elon the cat looks on in horror. He stayed in that exact spot for about 10 minutes.
Meanwhile, in the lounge, Rimrook and myself are playing cards. He's talking about charts, I'm not listening. The Hunter taps away at a PC in the backdrop. I hope thats Hostage Situation he's working on.
Daubster is now cleaning himself of gay hug particles in a very bubbly bath...
...while Saribous pokes Orpheus with a stick. Orph however, seems more interested in Saribous' nuts.
After demonstrating his 1337 dart playing skillz Habboi decided to join the card table. Me and Rimrook took his money and made him cry. We lol'd.
After looking around the house I decided a purchase was neccessary. Some art for the walls maybe? Yes indeed. Turns out whether its lunch time, dinner time, supper time, a midnight snack or even if your shopping for a bloody picture for the wall, TWHL is forever taunted by sandwiches.
Daubster has returned downstairs and sits with Saribous on the dining room floor (Not the heated super sofa's in the lounge) and have an awkward conversation about their hug earlier. All the while, judging from Daubster's face at least, having a clear view of Saribous' man-bags.
Urb reflects (no pun intented) on things in the mirror and decides: "That's not what I look like anymore!"
Yes the neglect of razors and haircuts in the Real World has led me to change my mini versions appearance.
Meanwhile, The Hunter takes some time for his own reflection. He looks back over the days events and quietly giggles to himself. Thats my guess anyway. He might just be thinking about funny hats.
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