How are the guts Tone? :roflmao:
Your concern is touching, Marty.
Yeah, I heard about the muggings but the closest I got was GBH on my rectum from some of the battered prawns from the CAP (so-called) Lunch on the Friday! :roflmao:
Four hours later I was staggering alone and bewildered through the street of Barca as my body attempted to eject aforementioned prawns from my system. It took every ounce of concentration and self-esteem I had to keep ‘downstairs’ locked-down, meaning that it all escaped ‘up top’.
Here are my guaranteed tips for avoiding a mugging in Barca:
1) Avoid the prawns. No, seriously….., don’t even f#%king think about eating prawns from a buffet – what was I thinking?
2) Sweat. A lot. This gives you the benefit of looking like an actual addict, thereby making people think that you’re more of a threat to them.
3) Puke up into flower beds, bins, any piece of street furniture that seems appropriate…, and puke up often.
I think that point three probably proved the most effective overall