I shall attempt to catch you up on whats been going on in my life.
First - after due to the rampant success of my pimped snail ( http://camelhoof.blogspot.com/2009/08/all-that-glitters-might-not-be-gold-but.html )
I decided I should move onto something more substantial.
I went to check my mums bredrin as she had just bought some bare small tortoises.
THEY WERE FUCKING SICK.
But they were too small to have too many sequins pon dem PLUS they were £160 EACH. Basikally, I told her to suck out.
So then I went away with my fambily to a place called THE NEW FOREST.
I tried to tek a picture of my dad but when I told him it was going on the CamelHoof blog he started hiding. I should have been ore stealth. Bless his poor picky headtop xx
TBH I dunno why they call it a forest cah its just fields, trees and BAAARRRRREEEE ponies.
Everywhere you go, there are nuff ponies. Imagine Hackney with the roodeboys substituted fi ponies. ITS THAT.
You have to stop the car for them:
The bestest thing about the N.F (not National Front #nationalfrontfidead) was a heavenly invention called "CLOTTED CREAM TEAS"
Imagine if you had a raper at the bar buying you a rum and coke, an emcee spitting about how fit you are and how good your leggings look on stage and a road rooodeboy daggering you to the sounds of Vybz >> THATS how these make you feel.
Erm, them I came home. And this stuff all happened >>