"You're worse than S..."

I put on my Sharpe jacket and fingerless gloves and headed over to bigmans

bigmans still sporting the same look

Hey Candy!

karl came out but wasnt feelin' too spritely. he stayed on the fizzy pop in the pub near 42s

Moz's dad made a surprise appearance

his 'dad' hung his head in shame when his son asked for Rosé wine

"I'm so ashamed son...and its not 'delish' either"

then we went to 42s but karl went home cos of illness.

jobber sported the same unwashed jeans as he did in subspace on thursday.

check the post for cross referencing purposes if you dont believe me

someone suggested jobber should get a job at 42s

Moz came up with a new drinks holder for flares

I told jobber that I thought I had alcohol poisoning, but it turns out I was just hot...

corduroy boots. they were proper spicy

our booth got invaded by some goons. alas no LSE birds in sight

but luckily Curtis Stigers joined us

bigman tried to smoke out the intruders whilst clutching his current vodbull tally

this guy styled himself on Will Young but tried to complete the look by bringing out a spade.

everyone knows that garden tools are for boysmiths

I think the Crown Prince was looking for the exit

still looking

he left shortly after that for the met.

some bird went bare foot on the dancefloor, I just hope she doesnt have verrucas

this bird caused a bit of carnage

dirty tats

Team Androgyny has got nothing on this thing

I gave a drink this bird bought to bigman and she snatched it back and gave him the finger

bigman left 42s and threatened to tear her face off. she also gave jobber the V's and he said she needed to be cut for disrespecting him
maybe she's his protégé? if you're gonna do it, you may as well learn from the master

hometime

I got a dressing down and then jobber deleted her number as punishment for her behaviour

I was wounded by his comment that I was 'worse than S'. It cut me deep...

we got the bus to Fallofield and then a taxi from there. Its the future...

"Its you!!..."

stains

golds wasnt up for much carnage in subspace

think it was mainly cos he had work the next day and his statement that 'the poon is leaving'

after nearly gagging on the vodbulls me and jobber stepped up a gear and hit the straight vodkas
it didnt make us absolutely mortal'd for a change which was kind of a letdown

dancefloor

"I need you tonight" was unleashed like some sort of dream

Jobber pitched himself under the fan to obtain a windswept look ala Lethal Weapon 2
but it started to drip on us so we ran away

"its you!!"

Cheating

The title has double meaning I suppose.
Its been composed entirely from other peoples pictures cos i forgot my camera like a spaz so i'm kinda cheating with this post.
but thanks to Martyns posse and Tanith for the pictures...
anyways, we went for some carnage at 42s:

we all sat in a booth and bigman got told off for biting his nails by Tan

Nick got labelled 'Howard Moon'. then he threw up after hammering the vodka redbulls.
then he spilt vodka redbull all over his crotch.
again.

we sort of lost our seats in the booth and joined some of these for banter

martyns debut on EpiclyCarnage

the Jones brothers

happy couples

brotherly romance. or 'bromance'

according to mart, nick took bromance to new levels and was giving him lots of affection on the dancefloor...

I seemed to have jumped on the bromance bandwagon

got a neck off some bird who said I was cool like Pete Doherty with my Sean Bean Sharpe jacket

after the copious amounts of vodbull I had I must have looked like I was on smack...