Tuesday, February 05, 2008

OLD FRIENDS

I'm on Bebo - a Scottish social networking site - well kind of. It seems easier to use than MySpace and I've never gotten to grips with Facebook and every whore and their door is on Bebo in Glasgow and about. It's a ridiculously lazy way to communicate with your friends - rather than call - message them to call you and it's also good to Bebo stalk. That's just trawling round clicking on profiles seeing who's connected with whom and who else has what pictures. There's an incriminating video of me telling my favourite joke on Bebo when more than a little drunk the other week.

The joke is good though -
Q : What's the difference between Elvis and a watch?
A : You can't lose Elvis when anal fist fucking.

An oldie but a goldie!

So Bebo is also good for catching up and seeing what your old school friends have been doing after over 10 years as it will be for me! I'ma great believer of the old adage - if you really wanted to know what your school friends were doing you would have kept in touch. However - it has thrilled me to the bottom of my heart to see just how rough and how good some of them look. 10 years is a long time and the girls are filling out ever so slightly and theboys paunching. Now I'm no different but after seeing how some of them looked, I'd love to go to a reunion. It would be like going to a museum and seeing some old relics shuffle along. My life 10 years ago is a lifetime away from what it is now and what's also strange is seeing how some friends have stayed close from the age of 12 to the age of 28. And what's also bizarre is having people in school "add" you as a friend when you were never really friends to begin with. i guess we all have our needs! One guy added me who at the time was the sexiest guy in school, in fact he was too cool for school and heavily sexy to boot. We got on well towards the end of our school years and somehow my family knows his but we were never really bosom buddies unless you can count the drunken nights of me cock watching in the toilets of Mannequins nightclub before I came out when I wore Ben Sherman shirts and was choking for cock. He's still looking well but nowhere near to being the stud he was. Old friends are great to see and it does hark back to memories of times gone by but also good to think forward and thank God I don't have 3 kids and more lines on my face than the school jotters I used to write on.

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