Wednesday, 5 March 2014

Whats for lunch?

This was a lucky escape to what could easily have been our sticky end!
If only the pictures could be shown... If only the story could be told...
Its funny how when you do the craziest thing you have ever done in your life, it just doesn't sink in till hours later! Its more suicidal than crazy! Walking down the highstreet all cut open and bruised I feel like a little kid that's fell off his bike, if only people could know the madness we just went through. Its crazy how quick things escalate and split second decisions nearly result in death!
Oh well whats for lunch?

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