Was in the Grapes tonight with me best mate and as per F***ing usual we ended up making new mates in there. We always do. It's sort of the rule
Anyway, we got gabbing to this French bird (fit) this German bird (fit) and this Brummie lad (who gives a sh*t about him) and just had a scream. We got them speaking Scouse, had debates on the north/south divide, the British monarchy, religion, race and unsurprisingly, the Cup semi tomorrow. (the Brummie was a bent hairdressing Villa fan so I was just taking the piss)
But you know what, put me in a proper good mood it did. Can't meet friendlier people than Scousers as proven when you go down the Grapes (the one just off Rodney St, not Matthew St which is full of dickheads). Even strangers understand the Scouse banter. They struggle with the accent but what d'ya expect with two born and bred Scosuers with proper thick accents.
So rar now I'm in a boss mood. Let's enjoy the night folks.
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