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I was walking home from work yesterday when Fabian Wildman came up to me. He was saying that he was just on his way to call round to mine. I could tell by the half eaten cake in his hand that he'd been waiting and watching for me. I felt rude telling...

Published 15 Jul 2010 12:31 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: work, Fabian Wildman, Battle Cat, tea, Betty Blue, cake, house proud

Up Above The Streets and Houses Rainbow Climbing High

Me and Battle Cat were out walking down the Lagan Towpath out by Central Station yesterday and it was pissing down. The weather's funny nowadays and we need a big old thunderstorm to sort it out before I *** off for the Twelfth (yay!) because I don't...

Published 7 Jul 2010 12:31 AM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Fabian Wildman, Battle Cat, Hot Baby Roy, river, dog walking, belfast central station, lagan tow path, hot firey love lady, metaphor, twelfth of july, rainbow, the rain, illusion, text message

Where Does Fun Happen In Belfast?

Fabian Wildman came round to the house last night when I was in by myself. He knocked the door and since I was up lying in bed having a wank with the light off I just pretended not to be in. He knocked for a while and tried his old key in the lock (!...

Published 29 Jun 2010 3:33 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Fabian Wildman, Battle Cat, tea, Betty Blue, university, key cutting service, canteen, England, white bread, whitener, locks changed, egg sandwhich, cash machine

My Protege has Gone Astray

Hot Baby Roy and Wino Jo are huffing with each other over who's doing which part of the Anfield Rap, so I took myself to *** out the house and went down with Battle Cat to see Nanny Boo Boo. She brought out a big plate of buns for us and me and Battle...

Published 24 Jan 2010 7:41 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Fabian Wildman, Battle Cat, Shoplifting, stranmillis, Nanny Boo Boo, flowers, wine, tramps, cider, stealing, bearing his arse

Hot Leotard Muscle Party Time

One of the Leotard Girls came round to the house today, it was the one with the black hair. Hot Baby Roy was out walking Battle Cat. I've seen this pattern before. Fabian Wildman used it go get his feet under the table and I just can't feel bad...

Published 13 Dec 2009 6:04 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Fabian Wildman, Battle Cat, Hot Baby Roy, Weekend, birthday party, leotard girls, sporty, muscle men, beefy muscle men

Poor Battle Cat Again

Battle Cat tried to bite the postman today. The postman was lucky there was a big door between them or Battle Cat would have had his balls. I hope he gets over Fabian Wildman soon, that or Fabian comes to visit. If only for the pup I'd let him in...

Published 26 Sep 2009 8:30 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Fabian Wildman, Battle Cat, balls, postman, pining

Battle Cat is Lonely

I think Battle Cat is missing Fabian Wildman. He goes up into Fabian's old room and sits and whines sometimes. I think I might get a manikin and put some of Fabian's old clothes on it so he can think it's him (because of the scent). Fabian...

Published 25 Sep 2009 4:43 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Fabian Wildman, Battle Cat, Dog, manikin, hot bitch, clothes, scent, single parents, bastard

Fabian Leaves

Fabian Wildman left this morning. Stanley came round in his car and they shifted their stuff. It was gruesome. He didn't even knock my door to ask for help. I was still pissed off at him for how the party ended. In the end I went down to say goodbye...

Published 10 Sep 2009 2:44 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Fabian Wildman, Battle Cat, stranmillis, Nanny Boo Boo, 20th century art, wine, sleepwalk, the shadows, piss

Shoplifting in Belfast

I'm just back into the house now with my bag of goodies. I went in the city centre this morning to get a present for Fabian's leaving. I started by shoplifting a copy of Catcher in the Rye that I promised someone I'd read. I thought while...

Published 8 Sep 2009 2:30 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Fabian Wildman, Battle Cat, Shoplifting, Hot Baby Roy, City Centre, john lennon, cool original, teenage rebel, catcher in the rye, doritos, 20th century art, wine, beatles, mark chapman

Nanny Boo Boo Is

Today I went down to Nanny Boo Boo's to ask her to Fabian Wildman's leaving do. When I got there she was icing a cake. She asked me to go into the cupboard and get a nice bottle of the two for one pinotage out. "Are we bringing this up to...

Published 3 Sep 2009 11:06 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Fabian Wildman, Battle Cat, stranmillis, Nanny Boo Boo, cake, Cats, bangers, protege, cheap wine, two for one, tailbone, pinotage, arses

Nanny Boo Boo Is a Weird aul Doll

In his state of dreaded lurgy Fabian Wildman has been blasting out hot radio all day. I was so super fucked off because for some reason he kept blasting out some song by the rugrats that kept going "flying a kite, flying a kite," loads of times...

Published 20 Aug 2009 5:20 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, fight, Fabian Wildman, Battle Cat, Dog, stranmillis, Nanny Boo Boo, Cats, rugrats, arse, bite, bangers, flying a kite

Fabian Wildman is Sick, and I'm Sad

Being skint is even worse when you get sick, and Fabian has the sniffles. I blame that *** Clarence for us waking up in a cold house. Anyways because he was sick and didn't want to go outside it was up to me to go out and steal him some honey and...

Published 19 Aug 2009 3:06 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Fabian Wildman, Battle Cat, Dole, girlfriend, Shoplifting, lemsip, sick, cold, Betty Blue, clarence, supermarket, goodies, honey, sniffles, store detective

An Unwelcome Guest

I woke up this morning and the house was freezing. I went downstairs to find Clarence lying on the livingroom floor clutching an empty vodka bottle in one hand and rubbing his crotch slowly with the other. He'd Hot Baby Roy's Angus, Thongs and...

Published 16 Aug 2009 11:15 AM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, fight, Fabian Wildman, Battle Cat, vodka, Hot Baby Roy, Money, angus, thongs and perfect snogging, clarence, crotch, dvd player, back door, sleeping, home, kicked in

Not So Happy Birthday for Fabian Wildman

Today was Fabian Wildman's birthday so I bought him a cake. I'm skint on the dole so it was a nice big 99p cake from the Spar. Fabian didn't mind because he's in the zentai stage of crack withdrawl. He's jittering about the place skatting...

Published 22 Jun 2009 1:39 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Crack, Fabian Wildman, Battle Cat, Hot Baby Roy, Zentai, Birthday, Money, peelers, arm wrestling, robbery, withdrawl, boom fizzle, bouncing, cake, skat

Nanny Boo Boo says *** the Police

I took Battle Cat down today to see Nanny Boo Boo, she was very happy to see us and said she thought we'd have been down before this. She had lots of sausages for Battle Cat and gave him a big bowl of them with some mouldy potatoes. He was very happy...

Published 19 Jun 2009 8:09 PM by Party Down and Go *** Yourself

Filed under: Belfast, Police, Fabian Wildman, Battle Cat, garden, Nanny Boo Boo, fuck the police, burgled, burglary

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