All of my c***s for mates had 'other plans' tonight aswell. One had to go and see his burd, cause, quite frankly, she's a clingy retard who needs a right good boot in the pie. One was playing bowls, two were working, and the other one had to 'do his pigeons'. Whether or not that involved in biffing i've ane idea...
I suggested a BBQ, it was quickly rejected and put into the 'another time' pile.