Fucking football fans under my fucking window at fucking three in the fuckng morning fucking singing "The Hearts are havin' a partyyyyy," and YOU DON'T SAY, I TOTALLY HAD NOT NOTICED THAT! SHUT UP! *headpillow* And then I overslept, and gaaaaah. My icon has never been more applicable.
[ETA] In case anyone thinks I'm exaggerating:
| The Hearts Are Havin' A Party .. What happens when one's local football team wins the Scottish cup: SIEGE! |
That's right up the street from me, just a minute's walk or so. And that was Sunday (late) morning; when they did the triumph parade-ette on Saturday, imagine that with people crowding in behind the bus as well. Yeah. [/ETA]
I want this. Badly.
Realisation: I won't be able to do the semi-traditional European Song Festival chat-in this year, as my dad will be here for it. Bah, I say. :(
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Good luck with the escape! The weather is fairly mince so they might all die of hypothermia shortly.
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