"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!!"