oranjeboom blood bath….


The weekend has landed. All that exists now is clubs, drugs, pubs and 4 wycliffe parties. I’ve got 48 hours off from the world, man. I’m gonna pull brains out my head like a screaming zombie, I’m gonna talk corpse grinders to strangers all night, I’m gonna lose the plot on a can of 8.5% oranjeboom super.The savage henry inside me is freakin’, man! Tonight I’m wynn Travolta, I’m Peter west (dont scream), I’m going to never-never land with my chosen family. We’re gonna get more spaced out than billy lad ever did, anything could happen tonight, you know? This could be the best night of my life. I’ve got 3 quid in my back burner I’m gonna wax the lot, man! The crumpton oakes are on me! Yeah!


One Response to “oranjeboom blood bath….”

  1. ant skullface watson Says:

    that oranjeboom oor as i lovingly refer to it, oranjeBOOOOMM!!! went straight in without a fight, i was pleasantly suprised by its friendly taste despite being a straight up 8.5 on the booze rictor scale.

    make no mistake, i expected the harsh thick mouth assault that usually goes hand in hand with the likes of speacial brew and other high powered lagers but this is the best shit ive allowed passage into my mouth without showing struggle or mercy

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