Tax return hell!
Is there anything more boring, more mind-numbingly fucking tedious than rummaging around in boxes of yellowing receipts and then having to type all the shit into Microsoft-arsing-Money?!
Still, all that number crunching and pen pushing will be forgotten later, because tonight is the urban75 party night!
Yep, in a secret location somewhere in south London, there’ll be a kickass meeting of the u75 clan and in a few hours that bastard income tax return will be the last thing on my mind. Bring it on! Let’s paaaaaaaaaarty!!!!!!
