Today we went to some beach in a wee place called Aberdour.
Probably the first time I've ever actually gone to a beach in Scotland with the intention of swimming ( silly me)
So in all my enthousiasm, I thought it would be a great idea to take a dip into the water, just off the rocks (and this was before I got drunk)
Jumped in and realised the water was about 5 degrees, so tried to jump out again
Only to tear open my left leg on the bloody mini shells stuck to the ff-in rocks
I smell of TCP and my favourite white trousers are covered in bloody. I've got papercut size cuts all over my hands and it hurts like fuck when I start sweating
Boohooo, I feel so sorry for myself
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