Thursday, May 6, 2010

Bollocks that wis ferr th' pairtie! mah mukkers brought oot a' th' stops fur me. God ah loue they bastards. We hud a pig roast 'n' plenty o' ale tae gang around. Thay git some music set up ootdoors th' distillery in th' back 'n' we cried a' body aff fur th' efternoon 'n' juist hud a grand auld time celebrating.

Most o' mah family wis thare tae whilk wis stoatin. We a' git ferr snookered 'n' eventually broke doon intae drunken singing haha. Ah hawp ah didn’t embarrass myself tae ill fernent mah lady. She hadn’t met that muckle o' mah family afore sae that wis freish tae her. She seemed tae dae bonny weel fur herself though, she kin handle herself in that kind o' situation. Murph 'n' Eric gave me a speech, weel, ah jalouse ye cuid ca' it that. Mair o' a drunken toast wi' some gibberish thrown in thare. Ye ken howfur us Scots get.

I bought th' tickets fur Canada fur myself 'n' Cara th' ither nicht. A'm a' set 'n' duin tae gang aff tae dae some shredding in th' wast. Ah wull likelie dae a few mair training sessions 'ere afore ah lea. Ah kin even try 'n' git some mair footage o' mah practicing, ne'er kin huv awfy much o' that. It helps me tae watch myself dae tricks sae that ah kin improve thaim 'n' really see whit a'm daein' wrong. 'n' if hee haw else it's something tae dae oan th' aicht oor plane hurl tae Canada.

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