"I Smell of Children"

An early start was planned, and Hale was where it began. Moz was going to join us later but said he was too lazy.Golds whipped out his knickers before a pint had been ordered in the Midland

We played a game of tactics for a bit. I said the other day that Golds 'smelt of numbers' cos he's an auditor. To put me off my game, I got told that I smelt of Immigrants, but S announced that he smelt of children...

check out them guns

Golds was pretty rubbish, but managed to win it when the rest of us got stuck on the bull

a few pints later, and we went to get some food. Golds refused to go Canadian Grill or eat anything fast-food, and wanted a sit down meal instead

whilst we waited for our curry's, Karl did some black magic on Golds

Golds couldn't open his hand after Karl had fondled it

Chicken Dansak carnage

I got screwed on the bill, and ended up paying £20 for a low quality curry


So we got the train from Hale into Piccadilly and Golds prodded me for half the journey like a schoolboy

we met up with bigman and jobber in Piccadilly Gardens then went straight to TV21- some bar/club that Bigman had suggested

it was kinda like Fab Cafe but better, and with windows. oh, and with the Predator

sleazy perv blinds

this was the start of their blossoming romance, but karl refused to do tongues


me S and Karl hit the G's, but Golds opted out of it all

we went from this...

to this...

moves were made to leave, although I was happy where we were. Guess where we went?

42's!!

karl had a couple of sexies on standby, but they went to Sub Space. Maybe we should have gone there...


instead we made do with what was on offer...

this stuff always helps things

I lost my seat and so tried to get a sleaze on with the girl on the right. Unfortunately I was getting cock blocked by the one in the middle. I don't know why I didnt just sit on the other side of the couch


bigman was sporting a killer t-shirt, Dog The Bounty Hunter.

dancefloor mix up

tolstoy perv shot. it was accidental though, I was trying to capture S's bosoms

I spotted leanne from work dancing with someone she should'nt have. Especially seeing as her fella was on nights...tut tut

bigman seemed to be mimicking Jordie LaForge, the blind guy in Star Trek

I can't remember what songs were played. But I didnt know you could wear a baseball cap in there. Its a niche market

drunken tears

drunken naps

taxi naps. Luckily bigman missed more bromance in the taxi. Me and S weren't so lucky...

S had a feast to help him get over it all and I sent an acerbic text to Moz for his lack of attendance

fin

Video Carnage

"ive gone to the venue and you lot r gonna pay..."

I'd like to start this by saying 'Hola' to the Spanish viewers of this blog who seem to check it quite a lot. Ive got no idea who you are, but you should leave a comment on the post telling me how you found the blog

Anyways, roll on another week...I'm skint and have £30 to last me till payday. We were out tonite meeting up with jobber and Barber

Ive always got enough for a met ticket though. I'm no rogue. I was early as well. Man of efficency...

first one there. It was a thin crew tonite, just me S and bigman at Timperley

We had to go to the shop so bigman could get cash. I spotted this nuts chocolate bar. Never seen it before. It literally is nuts as well, with a peanut butter centre. Noone bought anything though. Not even the Worlds Worst Person (WWP)

off we trundled, I suggested the pub with the matures singing karaoke in, The Old Nags Head.it was rammed and I got berated for it

so instead we tore over to Vera Duckworths pub, The Old Grapes, for banter. Me and S thought we could hear the backing beat to 'World in Motion' inside so we sang the entire song. Bigman looked perplexed, but was on hand to feed us the occasional lyric

It was freezing for skinny people like me and the WWP so we moved the table under the heaters. I say heaters...they could have easily been placebo's and were just red lights

moz joined us, and so did this guy, who was offering us free booze. We sensed a scam...

He gave us all a glass of booze and these vouchers. I think Moz pointed out the catch was the guy was encouraging us to mix our drinks. Me and WWP had to switch from Guinness to San Miguel. but it didn't go down well

we didn't hear anything from jobber who was with his brother and Barber so we instinctively queued up for 42's. Then we got a call when we were 2 from the front but it was too late to jump off the bandwagon...

In we went, and got seats straight off the bat. We decided to play 'stack' as well, which was a huge mistake...

We were playing Prison Rules 'stack' as well- Doubles.I worked out that we had drunk 4 vodka redbulls in 15-20 minutes, but 'stack' brought out panic in everyone, even though its not that kind of game...

jobber sent some text to bigman saying "ive gone to the venue and you lot r gonna pay..." so Moz decided to send the same message 10 times to jobber. If you click on the picture it should reveal what he put...

these big armed beauties invaded our sausage fest and momentarily slowed down our soul destroying game of 'stack'

moz got excited and it came out of his nose.

I can't be yours moz...

Hendrix was getting a perve on looking down that birds top

the WWP put the stack on the table and it got taken away by a glass collector. He just couldn't be happy for us could he?

then we went for some dancefloor carnage

this bird appeared to love me

I was full to the brim with double vodka redbulls so I'm guessing I acted like a retard

S came back to us with warpaint on. He said that it was some girls birthday and she was giving out facepaint. As it was a bandwagon, S jumped on it. And I did as well, I even tried to draw O(+> on Moz's arm but it was rubbish


high energy banter

we couldn't find bigman so we thought he'd done his usual trick and just gone AWOL. So we went for, as Golds would probably say, some 'taxi carnage'

bigman rang me in the taxi and said he was outside

so we directed him to our taxi

he explained he was at the back of the club getting his sleaze on with, and I quote, a 'fairly disgraceful bird'

I did my best to do a dc pose

for shits and giggles we rang jobber and sang the entire italian national anthem to him down the phone