I don't know what to say really.
Two nights of the biggest drinking of our professional lives
all comes down to this weekend.
Either
we heal
as Trent and friends
or we are going to crumble.
Drink by drink
Finger by finger
till we're finished.
We are in hell right now, people
believe me
and
we can stay here
and get sober
or
we can fight our way
back into intoxication.
We can climb out of hell.
One drink, at a time.

Now I can't do it for you.
I'm too old.
I look around and I see these young faces
and I think
I mean
I drank every wrong drink in the book.
I uh....
I pissed away all my money
believe it or not.
I chased off
any hint of a ripped body.
And lately,
I can't even stand the figure I see in the mirror.

You know when you get old in life
things get taken from you.
That's, that's part of life.
But,
you only learn that when you start losing stuff.
You find out that life is just a game of fingers.
So is drinking.
Because in either game
life or drinking
the margin for error is so small.
I mean
one half pint too little
you don't quite make it.
a couple of fingers too slow or too fast
and you don't quite reach it.
The fingers we need are everywhere around us.
They are in ever can we drink
every short, every funnel.

On this Bobfest, we fight for intoxication
On this Bobfest, we tear ourselves, and everyone around us
to pieces for those fingers of drink.
We CLAW with our finger nails for that drink.
Cause we know
when we add up all those fingers and drinks
that's going to make the fucking difference
between intoxication and sobriety
between Trent and Beaston.

I'll tell you this
in any fight
it is the person who is willing to die
who is going to win that drinnk.
And I know
if I am going to have any life anymore
it is because, I am still willing to fight, and die for that drink
because that is what LIVING is.
The pint glass infront of your face

Now I can't make you do it.
You gotta look at the bobfester next to you.
Look into their eyes.
Now I think you are going to see someone who will go that extra finger with you.
You are going to see someone
who will sacrifice themselves for this team
because they know when it comes down to it,
you are gonna do the same thing for them.

That's Bobfest, people
and either we heal now, as Trent and friends,
or we will die as lonely, sober, individuals.
That's bobfest guys.
That's all it is.
Now, whattaya gonna do?

Around the corner I have a friend,
In this great city that has no end,
Yet the days go by and weeks rush on,
And before I know it, a year is gone.
And I never see my old friends face,
For life is a swift and terrible race, He knows I like him just as well,
As in the days when I rang his bell.
And he rang mine but we were younger then,
And now we are busy, tired men.
Tired of playing a foolish game,
Tired of trying to make a name.
"Tomorrow" I say! "I will call on Jim
Just to show that I'm thinking of him."
But tomorrow comes and tomorrow goes,
And distance between us grows and grows.
Around the corner, yet miles away,
"Here's a telegram sir," "Jim died today."
And that's what we get and deserve in the end.
Around the corner, a vanished friend.
Remember to always say what you mean. If you love someone, tell them.
Don't be afraid to express yourself.
Reach out and tell someone what they mean to you.
Because when you decide that it is the right time it might be too late
Seize the day. Never have regrets.
And most importantly, stay close to your friends and family, for they have helped make you the person that you are today.


SO MY FRIENDS ALL I WILL SAY IS I BLOODY LOVE EACH AND EVERY1 OF YOU XX

Once apon a time, a girl called Holly Hated a girl called annabelle.....so annabel got quite upset and put on her point and pull hat and rape snogged every lad wearing a bomber jacket....holly was NOT happy as she had shotgunned every bloke middle aged with a bomber jacket...annabelle broke the golden rule of friendship...so bob got involved and slapped annabelle around the legs with his.....Miniture model of Shepton Mallet. The model broke upon inpact and bob began to cry. Upon the tears Kate came accross with her.....gimp suit and said "put it on bitch there is a lady outside who wants your body....that lady was outside the door...it was...pippa....she wanted to rape snog her as punishment for her nastiness....once pippa had placed annabelle in the sex swing bob jumped on board and began to play with annabelles......exceedingly long pubic hair!
Platting done he refered back to Kate, who by this time was on her hands and knees fondling.....a model of naked bobs love length that annabel keeps under her bed for when she is feelin frisky. butterworth was gettin very jealous at this point, she wanted to have a fondle too but kate wouldnt share so she got involved with...annabelles hamster....great little thing...enjoys a nibble, although she soon got bored and moved onto annabelles extensive choices of dildos, red ones pink ones blue ones ...in the end holly picked the double ended on...slotted in in and ran to bob he bent over and the dildo slid in his.........Gaping hole!
"Nothing wrong with a bit of anal" Bob shreaked out... At which point he stumled over with the ferocity of the pummelling he was getting and his already erect member was forced in the direction of Kates....face!!! she got very frightened by the pure girth and went home in tears! THE END!!!!!!!! love you annabel hope you liked our story! xxxxx