I love this city
Glasgow.Today was one of the nicest days we have had this year. I was in town shopping for summer clothes and all the beer gardens were mobbed. I have never wanted a pint of cider and blackcurrent so much. What i love about Scotland, is that anytime we get a glimmer of sunshine all the boys whip their tops off. Although sadly it’s never the good looking ones. There are generally two types. Type one, is the 16 year old chav sort, who is skinny and pasty and they think that they look so unbelieavably attractive showing their milk bottle skin.Despite being topless, they feel the need to still carry around their Rangers/Celtic top as a sentiment of their support and general masculinity. Type two is the fat builder type. Usually a few tatoos, and jeans that are too small unveiling their big builder arse. They have no shame, and always whistle at you. Sorry, do you expect me to drop down on my knees? Why can’t it be the nice boys in skinny jeans with scuffy brown hair and ray bans?
I want to go back to benicassim. I went to the beni festival last year, and despite being hospitalised and missing all of the acts, i have never seen so many hotties in my life. Please send them to t in the park this year.
